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A dry cough's the trumpeter of death. Covering his face with a crape mask, and taking the candle from his associate, Jack entered the room; and, pistol in hand, stepped up to the bed, and approached the light to the eyes of the sleepers. ‘But―but how can he know?’ His soldier’s instinct overtook Gerald and he dropped all his insouciance in a bang, becoming brisk. Even when you've a knave to deal with, let your actions be plain, and above-board. Shari squealed, clutching her towel around her. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise. But Miss Stanley took no notice of these things. This was not exactly what the woollen-draper desired.
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