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"This is folly," cried Jack, controlling himself by a powerful effort. While he was swinging in mid air, Thames regarded his uncle with a stern look,
and cried in a menacing voice, "We shall meet again. “Yes, John. Down on your
marrow-bones, sirrah! Confess your guilt, and Sir Rowland may yet save you
from the gallows. She went down, flushed and light-hearted, to the Widgetts’
after lunch to make some final arrangements and then, as soon as her aunt had
retired to lie down for her usual digestive hour, took the risk of the servants
having the enterprise to report her proceedings and carried her bag and hold-all
to the garden gate, whence Teddy, in a state of ecstatic service, bore them to the
railway station.
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