"
"Rollo!"
There were no locks or panelled doors in the bungalow; and Rollo was aware of
it. "But, where's the strange gentleman I saw
under the table?"
"Under the table!" echoed Blueskin, winking at Jack. The doctor nodded to him curtly. Jack, who had something of the Spartan in his
composition, endured his martyrdom without flinching; and carried his stoical
indifference so far, as even to make a mocking grimace in Sharples's face, while
that amiable functionary thrust Thames into the recess beside him. "You thank Heaven for the escape of the man who did his best to
get your child's neck twisted. At this moment, Davies, who had completed his preparations, extinguished the
torch. The boy was right.
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