"What in the world is it?" he asked. On one side of the chapel there was a large grated window, but, as it looked upon the interior of the jail, Jack preferred following the course he had originally decided upon to making any attempt in this quarter. A young woman with a white badge on her arm stood and counted the sections as they entered their vans. She guessed Jack was having trouble finding the right piece of carving. Each one had been different from the others, each had had a quality all its own, a distinctive freshness, a distinctive beauty. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her.
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