" "You cannot prevent my departure," replied Jack, dauntlessly, "and therefore your offer is no favour. Close upon this came another thought. The hurricane had now reached its climax. . We felt like thieves. E. ” He groaned. . So, let's think no more about it. ‘Something in that, missie. ‘Gérard!’ Before she could react to this new menace, the captain spun round. Sc. "Si—lence!" vociferated Charcam, laying great emphasis on the last syllable. "Silence!" returned Jackson, in a deep whisper; "and don't muddle your brains with any more of that Pharaoh. CHAPTER THE THIRD THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS Part 1 Two days after came the day of the Crisis, the day of the Fadden Dance.
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