And grasping the thick iron rod, she pushed with all her force against it, while Jack seconded her efforts from within. "I am come to render you a service. The fellow swore lustily, in a voice which Jack instantly recognised as that of Quilt Arnold, and vainly attempted to rise and draw his sword. I want to boast myself. Looked like them statues of the Holy Mother I see about the place.
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