" "Figg's an old friend of mine," rejoined Jack; "he was my instructor in the small sword and back sword exercise. Part 2 The next morning was as dark and foggy as if it was mid-November instead of early March. Black blood and white bone flew into the corners of the crypt, slathering the dead faces of the corpses left piled in the corner. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat.
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