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Ennison,” she exclaimed, “is that really you?”
There was no sign of embarrassment in her manner. My
name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. And
so is your companion,—the convict Sheppard. Feel for the lock, and prize it
open,—you don't need to be told how. "I can't tell you!" she replied, blushing deeply, and clinching her little hand as
tightly as possible; "it's a secret!"
"I'll soon find it out, then," he returned, playfully forcing the paper from her
grasp. ”
He shook his head, and threw open the door of a great dimly-lit apartment on the
ground floor. “Are there others like
you?”
“Yes. She went to the post-office and drew out and sent off her money to Ramage. That's how I finally got wind of it. A
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large nose. Save us!" he cried, as his glance accidentally alighted on the
drawing, which Winifred had dropped in her agitation. Cathy had not even noticed that she
herself was wet and trailing water everywhere. Her fingers opened and the weapon fell from her nerveless grasp. She got out of bed, her eyes still half-closed, and stood
slack jawed. And, thrusting a
piece of iron into his mouth, he forced him out of the room.
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