Its walled heaved with black mildew and sea-salt. The few pence left in her purse would only provide a very scanty lunch. Having drunk as much as he thought prudent, and thanked his unknown friend for his attention, Jack again lay down on the straw, and indulged himself with another nap, intending to get up as soon as it was perfectly dark. He did not come out of his chloroform coma and sailed weakly to his death. Lucy felt the hairs on her neck rise. Now I am sorry to cross you in anything you have set your heart upon, but I regret to say—” “H’m,” he reflected, and crossed out the last four words.
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