“Don’t you know, child, that this is torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?” Her face had become almost like a marble image. "What are you waiting for?" asked Jack, impatiently. "He left Dollis Hill at ten o'clock on that night, and has not since returned. People who would not go. "Leave go!" cried Jack, struggling violently, and raising his hand, "or I'll maul you for life. A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock.
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