CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. "Is it you?" "It is," replied Sheppard, as he untied the cords. There's a feather in your cap! No house-breaker was ever so highly honoured before. " "Pish!" cried Jack: "I don't value his anger a straw. Then he got up and left her. You simply can't get good oil down there, so I must husband the few drams I carry.
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