‘Where are you taking me?’ she asked, assuming a fearful accent. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. As he lay on his back, he fancied himself gradually slipping off the platform. Rushing towards the entrance of the well-hole, Blueskin touched the secret spring. She climbed back into the window an hour before sunrise. . . Stay where you are, Mr.
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