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" "Others may, if you won't," muttered Jack, retiring. Folks don’t like ’em. Anna, who was disposed to be sharply critical, could find no fault with it. "I am come to render you a service. " "Unpossible, master," rejoined Ben; "the tide's running down like a mill-sluice, and the wind's right in our teeth. Cursing under his breath, Gerald moved swiftly across and dragged her away. She had suddenly become as the jewels of the Madonna, as the idol's eye, infinitely beyond his reach, sacred. Help—should she need it—from the natives was out of the question. “You promised faithfully to be there,” he said slowly.
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