" "There's but one way of clearing it, your worship," said the Master, archly. His jawline was 78 masculine and severe, only tempered by the soft hazy color of his eyes. "Hell's curses!" muttered Jonathan between his teeth; "that fool will ruin all. This time she tried to kill me with a dagger. Darkness closed in on them as the officers stepped inside the musty interior. Arrived at Westbourne-Green—then nothing more than a common covered with gorse and furzebushes, and boasting only a couple of cottages and an alehouse—he perceived through the hedges the objects of his search slowly ascending the gentle hill that rises from KensallGreen.
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