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"Quilt!—Mendez!—Where are you?" vociferated Wild, sounding his whistle for the third time. She tiptoed to the stand and gathered up the manuscripts which she carried to a chair by the window. ‘Don’t lose your temper again. I jumped then—I was not even shaken. Jack was so harrassed that he felt half inclined to stand at bay. A new inexplicable madness that urged him to shrill ironically the story of his coat—to take it off and fling it at the feet of any stranger who chanced to be nigh. ‘For my part, I am in no hurry to end this exciting little adventure. She was greatly heartened by doing this. " As familiar as Quilt Arnold himself with every part of Wild's mysterious abode, as well as with the ways of its inmates, Jack, without a moment's hesitation, took up a lamp which was burning in the hall, and led his companion up the great stone stairs. "Lor' ha' mussy, Sir!—how you do talk," said the woman; "this is no robber, I'm sure.
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