Let—it—fall. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. " "He must," exclaimed Jack, hastily; "but only let me have it till to-morrow, and if I don't entrap him in a snare from which, with all his cunning, he shall find it difficult to escape, my name's not Jack Sheppard. ‘Speak, then. " "Never fear," replied Ben, gravely; "dead or alive I'll pay you, if I lose. “The surgeon’s knife is surely a kindly weapon,” she declared. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed.
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