From the Sha-mien to the yacht, Spurlock had uttered no word; though, even in the semi-darkness, no gesture or word of Ruth's escaped him. "Every brick I take out," cried Jack, as fresh rubbish clattered down the chimney, "brings me nearer my mother. He was so depressed and disheartened that he did not then believe he would ever write again.
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