. Give me the keys and the light. "Defend yourself!" cried Jack, drawing his sword. You did not complain then that I personated you—no, nor when Sir John came to me in Paris, and for your sake I lied. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. They mean something.
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