"Bring him along, Joe!" said Jackson, in a whisper to his comrade. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. Finger to his lips, Gerald pointed in the direction of the noise. “You wouldn’t.
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