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‘Jacques! This—this bête he attacks me, and you stand there and you do nothing. You have only to look resolute and proceed upon your way. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. “I’ll never be happy again! I hate you! But most of all, what you have made me! A flesh-eating demon cannibal, just like you! I should be dead, dead and lying at the bottom of the sea. I’ve no name for it yet. "Certainly," replied Jonathan, with the most perfect sangfroid, "I'll undertake to free you from the boy. You can’t do that sort of thing unless you do it over religion, and there’s no religion in me—of that sort—worth a rap.
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