" Noticing the draggled condition Jack was in, he then fetched him a bucket of water, with which Jack cleansed himself as well as he could, and thanking the honest smith, who would take nothing for his trouble, left the shop. "Hold!" cried Kneebone, flinging down the packets; "they are nothing to me. "Fly!" cried Jack; "escape if you can; don't mind me. I've come to take you back home. The pavement had been hastily picked up, and heaped across the end of the street, upon which planks, barrels, and other barricades, were laid. To be free of outward distraction, he shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly, with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face; the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony; the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms, now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire. " "What say you, Sir?" said the Amazon, with an engaging leer at the stranger. "Oh!" she gasped. He had studied alchemy and astronomy, was a capable painter, and even wrote music. She dismissed the idea of doing so. She could not make up her mind which was the finer, more elemental thing, which gave its values to the other.
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