Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. \"No, what?\" She said. I was grateful. He was heartily thankful for it. Jack hastily retreated, and taking the first means of concealment that occurred to him, descended the cellar steps. ‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. ’ ‘Glad you’re so sanguine,’ interrupted Captain Roding.
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