A time may come,—and that ere long,—when you will be glad to purchase my secrets, and your own safety, at a dearer price than the heads of your companions. . Wood. “MY DEAR MISS PELLISSIER,— “To-morrow the six months will be up. Then he turned round and gazed thoughtfully at the particular spot in the fog where Courtlaw had disappeared. ‘It is not your affair. Do you understand?’ ‘Aye, sir. ‘Yes, but quite my own fault.
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