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"You'd better surrender quietly, Jack," he cried; "you've no chance. Presently she saw Spurlock on the way to the lagoon. The roof was partially untiled; the chimneys were tottering; the side-walls bulged, and were supported by a piece of timber propped against the opposite house; the glass in most of the windows was broken, and its place supplied with paper; while, in some cases, the very frames of the windows had been destroyed, and the apertures were left free to the airs of heaven. ‘I was not born to this. "She is here," cried Jack, darting forward. "I'll need a job when I quit this bed. "How long shall I be here?" he asked. I can save you, and will.
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