"Jack!" she cried, raising her head. ‘Jacques, where are you hurt?’ But as she asked the question, she saw the wound. There was no one at home, and I was coming away when I saw that the door was open. But none ever puts his foot on this boat. If it is that I am in the least French, and that you do not like it—’ ‘I don’t like it,’ snapped the old man. He never asked questions; he never addressed his companions; and frequently he took off his cap and wiped his forehead.
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