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Close behind him stood the tall gaunt figure of Marvel, with his large bony
hands, his scraggy neck, and ill-favoured countenance. He
turned to Ruth and McClintock. "Has he escaped?" asked the thief-taker, faintly. I want to leave it
for ever. The uncanny directness of those gray eyes, the absence of diffidence,
the beauty of the face in profile (full, it seemed a little too broad to make for
perfect beauty), the mellow voice that came full and free, without hesitance, all
combined to mark her as the most unusual young woman he had ever met. It was less will than education. Raising the bowl in his right hand, Jack glanced towards the balcony,
in which the group of ladies were seated, and begged to drink their healths; he
then turned to Kneebone and the others, who extended their hands towards him,
and raised it to his lips. . The thought of the picture but added to her despondency.
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