"Mr. . Hearing the noise of the scuffle, the tapstress, fancying it was Jack making an effort to escape, in spite of the remonstrances of the executioner, threw open the wicket. The pistol fell to the floor. But he reckoned without his host. She did not open the Bible but laid it on the edge of the bed, knelt and rested her forehead upon the worn leather cover. But we've got to cook up some kind of a story to protect her.
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