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I tell you what, Mr. " "Allow me to offer you a glass of usquebaugh, my dear," said Kneebone, turning from him, and regarding Edgeworth Bess with a stare so impertinent, that even that not over-delicate young lady summoned up a blush. A little table covered with a damask cloth was dragged out. The flicker of an eyelash might betray his presence. " "There's some one in the garden at this moment," cried Jack; "I saw a face at the window. She saw how overworked he was. ‘Come, come, ma’am,’ he said smiling. Then he sensed the trap. The light fell upon the fugitive, who stood before him in an attitude of defence, with the child in his arms.
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