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"Well—well," grumbled Jonathan, "I suppose I must be content. His aunt, here at McClintock's? It was unbelievable. I shall still believe in you. Shotbolt thinks he has a scheme that can't fail," interposed Austin; "but he wishes to know whether you'll be as good as your word, in respect to the great reward you offered for Jack's capture. ‘So I shall do so. He went more easily this time. This he carried on by procuring witnesses to swear away the lives of those persons who had incurred his displeasure, or whom it might be necessary to remove. A murmur ran through the assemblage, by several of whom Jack was recognised. She rose to the fire to stoke it. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. "Ay, to business," returned Jonathan, grinning, "the sooner the better. Ascertaining that it was Sheppard of whom this concourse was in pursuit, the two horsemen leapt the hedge, and were presently close upon him. It was as if she had come upon the beautiful marble façade of a fairy palace, was invited to enter, and behind the door—nothing. They sat face to face beneath an experienced-looking rucksack and a brand new portmanteau and a leather handbag, in the afternoon-boat train that goes from Charing Cross to Folkestone for Boulogne.
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