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‘All this is very nice,' said the fair damsel, who had refused to accept another pennyweight of gold, ‘but the sun is going down, and I _must_ see the exact spot where the battle was fought, where Mr. Newstead lay, and where the tall robber fell dead; also where old Jack stood when he "opened business on his own account"-I should like to have been there, I confess.'
‘Next time, Miss Jean, we will let you know,' replied Southwater; ‘but come with me, and I will show you all the points of the attack, and where our camp stood.'