Spurling. "No bones broken, I hope," said Thames, laughing at Jack, who limped towards the bench, rubbing his shins as he went. Under her feet lay intricate mosaics, and each warm hall was festooned in tapestries. One of the coolies held the paper lantern. You must live for me. Wood could not avoid making a slight shuffling sound. Casting a hasty glance, as he was about to turn an angle of the wall, at the great gates and upper windows of the prison, and perceiving no symptoms of pursuit, Jack proceeded towards the hovel at a very deliberate pace, carefully assisting his female companion over every obstacle in the road, and bearing her in his arms when, as was more than once the case, she sank from fright and exhaustion.
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