" As familiar as Quilt Arnold himself with every part of Wild's mysterious abode, as well as with the ways of its inmates, Jack, without a moment's hesitation, took up a lamp which was burning in the hall, and led his companion up the great stone stairs. "He is gone!" cried Mrs. Winifred listened to his narration with the profoundest attention; and, when it concluded, her tearful eye and throbbing bosom told how deeply her feelings had been interested. Blood, they say, won't come out. These were presently joined by a regiment of foot. "I've got to see him; but I'll be reasonable. We were only—les autres.
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