He must be gone to dispose of the body. For a moment he believed this merely a new phase of the dream. He walked through the misty September night to his rooms. Here, Jem, take the gentleman's horse to the stable—see him dressed and fed directly. I've seen many a clever cracksman, but never one like him. I’m that shamed to confess it, miss, but it were then I thought of Martha. " "Do you mock me?" cried Jack, levelling a pistol at him.
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