" "Poor Jack!" exclaimed Thames. "Well?" he said, as Spurlock reached his side. The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods. "Hell-hounds!" he cried; "release me!" At the same moment, Quilt Arnold rushed forward with such haste, that, stumbling over William Morgan, he precipitated him into the grave. “The one who used to live at Lyndmore. But stand by and hear such things said about my late mistress’s daughter, I won’t. “I am giving my understudy a chance. McClintock. “Hi John. " "Would he had done so!" cried Jack.
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