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“There is no—Good God!” he exclaimed. "I have killed you," cried Jack, endeavouring to staunch the effusion of blood from her breast. The oaken beam, nine inches in thickness, was now the sole but most formidable obstacle to his flight. There was little fighting spirit here.
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