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“Well,” he said, argumentatively, “it IS. With Bess's assistance he then climbed up to the window, which, as has just been stated, was secured by iron bars of great thickness crossed by a stout beam of oak. A hand of iron fell upon the scowling young man’s shoulder. "Drink this, then," roared Blueskin. "Farewell!" cried Jack, breaking from them, and rushing down the street.

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