" "Permit me to see it, Sir James!" requested Jack. Shot him, do you hear?” “Good God!” he exclaimed, looking at her curiously. Lassitude?” “I suppose so. How long he sat there, reeling off this drivel, he never knew. Sheppard, averting her face to hide her tears. With his gimblet he contrived to bore a number of holes so close together that at last one end of the bar, being completely pierced through, yielded; and pursuing the same with the other extremity, it fell out altogether. Jack looked towards the door. That same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now became uppermost again. Having secured this,—for he was almost famished,—he said that he had lost a hammer and wished to purchase one.
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