A few seconds sufficed to clear the passage, through which it had previously cost him more than two hours to force his way. Here we are absconding, pretending to be what we are not; shady, to say the least of it. Gerald studied the darkness beyond the aperture. I'll turn cracksman, like my father—rob old Wood—he has chests full of money, and I know where they're kept—I'll rob him, and give the swag to you, Poll—I'll—" Jack would have said more; but, losing his balance, he fell to the ground, and, when taken up, he was perfectly insensible. There’s a great gulf opened, and nobody’s got any plans what to do with us. "Why, what the devil would you have had me do!—make myself scarce, eh? You should have tipped me the wink.
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