" And, once more enveloping himself in darkness, he pursued his course. The old lady clearly read his state of mind, for the apparently irrepressible dimple peeped out. Sir James Thornhill's preparations being completed, Mr. . 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. "I'll soon free you from these bracelets. His diminutive hand flew out from behind his back like a wounded bird. He’s a prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is.
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