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” Brendon went very pale. What you’re after is too risky. ” Anna shook her head. ‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. I fancy that this is a little more than playing at Bohemianism. “Surely!” he remarked, with an expression of worried appeal. “Won’t you give me your address?” She shook her head. . ’ ‘That is what you think? Let us try!’ ‘Don’t be idiotic!’ She was backing from him, reaching through one of the slits she had carefully manufactured in her petticoat. " "A secret!" exclaimed Trenchard. ’ ‘Precisely,’ Gerald repeated. “Indeed, I must implore you to return. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. God forgive you!" "May He, indeed, forgive me!" returned Trenchard, crossing himself devoutly; "but my guilt is not the less heavy, because your child escaped. On one side of the chapel there was a large grated window, but, as it looked upon the interior of the jail, Jack preferred following the course he had originally decided upon to making any attempt in this quarter.
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