That held his thought as the magnet holds the needle, inescapably. Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade. ” Anna was bewildered. . " "The boy's not at my house," replied Wild. Kneebone, a woollen-draper in Wych Street, with whose pockets, it appears, Jack, when a lad, made a little too free. The entrance was concealed between two huge boulders within a clump of trees, and was now so overgrown that no one who did not know of its existence could ever hope to find it.
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