The poor boy, whose hands were pinioned behind him, looked very pale, but neither trembled, nor exhibited any other symptom of alarm. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. Hearing the noise of the scuffle, the tapstress, fancying it was Jack making an effort to escape, in spite of the remonstrances of the executioner, threw open the wicket. Fire; she was full of it. That, I think, is manifest. Spurling stood her negro attendant, Caliban; a hideous, misshapen, malicious monster, with broad hunched shoulders, a flat nose, and ears like those of a wild beast, a head too large for his body, and a body too long for his legs. She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance. I cut off her limbs so that she would not escape. I don’t mind it. I’ve got nothing to do for a month but think. "You are very kind," said Jack, returning the money; "but I don't require assistance.
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