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Pearls in the dawn light, flashing and burning! "You don't like your island?" "I hate it!… But, there!"—weariness edging in. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. They were alike in one phase—loveless and lonely. But no more of that. And now, Sir Rowland," he continued, turning to the knight, "to our own concerns. You see, I kidnapped poor Jack and made him promise to send me word if you went careering off anywhere.
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