"Farewell!" cried Jack, breaking from them, and rushing down the street. If he laid his own suspicions boldly before the girl, and in the end the boy came clean, he would always be haunted by the witless cruelty of the act. Hurry to me, I entreat you. ‘Never trust a gun in female hands,’ grumbled Hilary, dropping the nun’s habit and backing to join his friend. “I am afraid—I really think that one of us ought to go with you,” he said.
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