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Acquainted with every part of the jail, Jack well knew that his only chance of effecting an escape must be by the roof. Gerald began to ease forward, deciding just how he would accost her. At the open door stood a young man in a rich garb with a mask on his face, who was encouraging the mob by words and gestures. Did you really doubt if I knew?” “No. “And you?” “Same thing. ‘I have no idea. Mr. Spurling, you're a witness to the bet. But though he made Blueskin and Kettleby his chief marks, he missed both. Supposing that was it; at least, a solution to part of this amazing riddle? Supposing her father had made her assist him in the care of the derelicts solely to fill her with loathing and abhorrence for mankind? "Didn't you despise the men your father brought home—the beachcombers?" "No.
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