Mrs. " While this order was obeyed, Figg, who had been standing near the door, made his way to the prisoner, and offered him his huge hand, which Jack warmly grasped. She noted the dank hair on his forehead, the sweat of revolting nature. “Next door,” said a spectacled young person of seventeen or eighteen, with an impatient indication of the direction.
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