I had to sell out, you see, when my father died, for the estate is in my hands. No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. Eluding the blow, Jack plucked his sword from the scabbard, and a desperate conflict began. . While Lady Bicknacre had never trusted Valade.
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