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"Follow me, Thames," cried Jack, dropping into the chasm. . ” She stared hard at her finger-nails. ” He made his voice very low and full, and looked closely into her face. CHAPTER XXI McClintock's island was twelve miles long and eight miles wide, with the shape of an oyster. There was all the knavery, and more than all the drollery of a Spanish picaroon in the laughing eyes of the English apprentice; and, with a little more warmth and sunniness of skin on the side of the latter, the resemblance between them would have been complete. " "Of what am I accused?" asked Thames, who though a good deal alarmed at first, had now regained his courage. " "Perhaps not," replied Jack, to whom an idea had suddenly occurred. ” She laughed.
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