Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg. I couldn’t rest or eat or sleep. Sebastian drank deeply and quickly of her blood. She heard him crash against it, and turned the key in the lock. His attention drawn, the captain was easily able to make out the pretty features under the feathered hat, and the same dark riding habit the fugitive had worn on that first occasion at Remenham House. I have calculated my chances, you perceive.
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