"All's bowman, my covey. “No!” he said aloud at last. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. As Wood obeyed, his foot slipped; and, casting his eyes upon the floor, he perceived it splashed in several places with blood. He was even a little jealous of Sebastian.
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