CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. "O Massa Ireton! Massa Wild!" ejaculated Caliban, "Shack Sheppart gone!" "Gone? you black devil!—Gone?" cried Ireton. The crowning aspect of the incident, for her mind, was the discovery that he and her indiscretion with him no longer mattered very much. " "Mr. Lives by his wits and gambling. " "Whom do you mean?" demanded Jackson. . “A bad thing for me when that legacy came. He will wish to have his fears laid to rest. "Pah! He's a fool. “You’re getting too old to put things off, John. .
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