"Oh God!" exclaimed Jack, in a tone of the bitterest anguish. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. " "Gem'men o' the votch!" cried Sharples, as loudly as a wheezy cough would permit him, "my noble pris'ner—ough! ough;—the Markis o' Slaughterford ——" Further speech was cut short by a volley of execrations from the angry guardians of the night. She pawed at him, her hunger for his body making her dizzy with anticipation. He will say who it was. Acting upon this humane determination, he impelled himself slowly backwards,—for he did not dare to face the blast,—and with incredible labour and fatigue reached the crevice.
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