What the devil is the matter, Dunster?” “I beg your pardon, sir,” the man answered, “there is a lady here to see you. This "fatal retreat for the unfortunate brave" was marked by a low wooden railing, within which stood the triple tree. She hurried with Jack as fast as she could to the open door to the passage. Spurlock relaxed, suddenly, and sank deeply into his pillows. Read that letter, Thames—my lord marquis, I mean.
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