I. ‘Lucky I have you to keep me from Bedlam, then. CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. "I was in the right, you see, father," observed Thames, smiling; "Jack has done his task. Hearing the spring touched, he dashed through on the instant, and struck down the person who presented himself, with his bludgeon. ‘Jacques, do not go!’ Jack gazed steadfastly at the floor. ‘Well, shan’t I come to the major’s house up Stratton Street, sir?’ ‘I’ll give the major your report, Trodger. The City worried him a good deal, and what energy he had left over he spent partly in golf, a game he treated very seriously, and partly in the practices of microscopic petrography.
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