‘I dropped the lantern,’ Jack’s muffled voice told her. “I am going,” she said grimly, with three hairpins in her mouth. The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold. I've a shrewd guess where he's taken refuge; but I'll ferret him out. You shirk a straightforward and decent return for what you get from us— taking refuge in purity and delicacy and such-like when it comes to payment.
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