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’ ‘That’s fortunate,’ murmured Lucilla. "Take the prisoners below, Nab," said Jonathan, addressing the dwarfish Jew; "I'll join you in an instant. The weather's been foul enough for the last fortnight, but I've never turned my back upon it. She forgot her vital hatred of the South Seas; she forgot that McClintock's would not differ a jot from the old island she had for ever left behind her; she forgot all the doctor's lessons and warnings.
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