"Oh God! she is dying," exclaimed Jack in a voice suffocated by emotion. The woman shrugged her shoulders. She flew up from her stool and faced the door. By the thief-taker's command, the boat was then rowed toward a muddy inlet, which has received in more recent times the name of Execution Dock. ‘It had better not be, by God,’ had barked Captain Hilary Roding. There was little fighting spirit here. Ann Veronica, with a sigh at the cost of hospitality, made a hasty negotiation for an extra tea and for a fire in the groundfloor apartment, and preened herself carefully for the interview.
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