’ She jumped up, and moved impatiently to the door. ” He replied. ‘I thought it was his great-nephew, young Brewis Charvill, who is his heir. I don’t know. Vorsack. ‘Don’t fob me off, boy. Tol-de-rol!" As Jack concluded his ditty, the door flew open with a crash, and Thames sprang through the aperture. Once in the room, the door locked, the sense of loneliness had dropped away from her as the mists used to drop away from the mountain in the morning. See paragraph 1.
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