Wood. "A hundred pounds!" exclaimed Shotbolt. He could not doubt it. “I’m fine,” she said softly. "Fly, Captain—fly!" Aroused to a sense of the possibility of escape, Jack, who had viewed the deadly assault with savage satisfaction, burst from his captors and made for the door. But it was now too late to turn back, and, nerving himself for the shock he expected to encounter, he ventured after his conductor. Piercing through every crevice in the clothes, it, in some cases, tore them from the wearer's limbs, or from his grasp. "You are angry?" "Very.
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