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She lit the cigarette with a tiny Kelly green drugstore lighter. Nothing disheartened by this survey, Jack set to work upon the lock, which he attacked with all his implements;—now attempting to pick it with the nail;— now to wrench it off with the bar: but all without effect. ’ Roding left the house instantly, not even pausing to nod. Russell burned like a beacon, but Capes illuminated by darting flashes and threw light, even if it was but momentary light, into a hundred corners that Russell left steadfastly in the shade. "Not a moment is to be lost," whispered Jonathan to Trenchard. The thought of the picture but added to her despondency.
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