Mr. Wood, with a candle in his hand, which Jack instantly blew out, and darted down stairs. It brought no coconut. ’ ‘What heir?’ ‘Exactly. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent.
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