" The Wastrel laughed. The Pursuit 425 XXV. "Of course, I haven't the least evidence that the boy has done anything wrong; it's what I'd call a hunch; piecing this and that together. ‘And so?’ she asked. She stood among them, watching them and feeling curiously alien to them. She seemed smitten with a paroxysm of fear. The sun-canvas was stowed; and Spurlock's chair was set forward the foremast, where the bulging jib cast a sliding blue shadow over him. And then her pace slackened. " "Thank you! thank you!" faltered Jack, in a voice full of emotion. "Yes," replied Jack.
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