" "First, let me introduce my friends," returned Jack, stepping to the door. "As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in. “Now listen. It is better that you go away now, I think. There was a lock, apparently more than a foot wide, strongly plated, and girded to the door with thick iron hoops. It’s kind of the World War II thing. Two shots were fired at him by Jonathan; one of which passed through his hat, and the other through the fleshy part of his arm; but he made good his retreat.
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