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It was not the arrival of the guests, but merely the maid moving about in the hall. Presently she was again in that dreadful tavern of the Thénardiers. Darting forward at this sound, Jack threw open the door, and beheld Quilt kneeling over Thames, who'se hands and feet were bound with cords, and about to plunge his sword into his breast. They were on their way back home, or so she had thought. We are both graduates of Yale. "But I soon shall be," returned Jack; "take these," he added, flinging the handcuffs against the wooden partition, "and wear 'em yourself. They WERE weird.
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