It was eleven o'clock. Wood hadn't struck me. They are rather a long way off, but you could write to them. Pshaw!" added he, making an effort to subdue his emotion, "I can't leave you in this way. If she kept on, would she make it out of the door? Then what? He could come after her before she could reach the secret passage. She helped Jack to sit down, and dragged the jacket off him, lifting his shirt to expose the gash that had sliced across his side. The foremost, tall, clean-shaven, perfectly groomed, half extended his hand with a smile of recognition. Jack replied in the negative, and it required all his mastery over himself to prevent the satisfaction which this announcement afforded him from being noticed by the jailer. Not like my father.
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