"And now, farewell, Mr. Earles would permit. The oaken beam, nine inches in thickness, was now the sole but most formidable obstacle to his flight. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “don’t!” “Why not?” she asked, smiling. Oh, don't worry. Nicholas is dead. “Tell me his name,” he said, “and I promise that he shall never trouble you. Guided by the glare of the forge, which threw a stream of ruddy light across the road, Jack soon found the place of which he was in search.
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