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"I know not—and care not," replied Jack. On that first occasion, the delay in locating the entrance to the secret passage meant that she had to wait until morning to make her search. His letter of credit; probably that was it; and, observing the strangeness of the room he was in, his first concern on returning to consciousness would naturally relate to his letter of credit. . With the usual precautions, Austin then departed. ” “I wonder,” he said, a trifle irrelevantly, “what the future has in store for you. Kneebone," observed Shotbolt, as he emptied his tenth tumbler; "I'm sure he's meditating an escape, and hopes to accomplish it to-night. “Not a bit of it. What was the fellow doing in this part of the town? Had not Lady Bicknacre said he was living at Paddington? The Frenchman, booted and neat in buckskin breeches and a plain frockcoat, a flat-brimmed hat on his head, paused a moment at an intersection with one of the roads leading north, apparently seeking a street sign. “Oh, you know,” she said.
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