“Umph!” he said, and regarded his letter doubtfully before consigning it to the pillar-box. ” “Does she have to sell her soul to the Devil?” Lucy asked, feeling stupid. I didn't think. James Figg was the most perfect master of self-defence of his day. I didn’t dream, not even in my wildest dreaming, that—you might have any need of me. Roused by the bell tolling for evening service, Jack left the house. ’ ‘That’s exactly what I’m afraid of.
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