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\" Lucy shook her hand. ’ ‘Dunderhead. " "Nor any one else in his senses," rejoined Wood, with a laugh. On a bench at the foot of the trees, with a pipe in his mouth, and a tankard by his side, sat the worthy carpenter, looking the picture of good-heartedness and benevolence. “Jacques is wounded and we are arrested by this imbecile of a sergeant. Supposing that was it; at least, a solution to part of this amazing riddle? Supposing her father had made her assist him in the care of the derelicts solely to fill her with loathing and abhorrence for mankind? "Didn't you despise the men your father brought home—the beachcombers?" "No. Trifle useful?" he added, slipping a few gold pieces into Jack's hand.
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