The militiaman at once thrust the old man between the shoulder blades, pushing him into the kitchen. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. In the upper hall he paused to listen. "She is here," cried Jack, darting forward. “I do not know.
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