" "And who is its mother?" asked Jonathan, in an eager whisper. Amidst it all, however, there were several light-hearted and laughing groups walking from cell to cell to whom all this misery appeared matter of amusement. Sharples received them at the threshold, and holding his lantern towards the prisoners to acquaint himself with their features, nodded to Quilt, between whom and himself some secret understanding seemed to subsist, and then closed and barred the door. " McClintock whistled. It hit her just above the knee. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast.
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