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Miss Garvice repeated again, and almost in the same words she used at every discussion, her contribution to the great question. ‘I dropped the lantern,’ Jack’s muffled voice told her. Wood strained his eyes to catch a glimpse of the flying skiff. Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. It had been his fevered imagination that had endued the garment with some extraordinary value.
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