" "Not unless your skull's bullet-proof," cried a voice at his elbow; and, as the words were uttered, a pistol was snapped at his head, which,—fortunately or unfortunately, as the reader pleases,—only burnt the priming. Well, let him be honest. ‘And it is me you dare accuse? It is yourself you should arrest. ‘Well, nothing,’ uttered her betrothed crossly, before Gerald could answer. The morning of Monday the 16th of November 1724 at length dawned. ‘Not yet, madame. She forgot her vital hatred of the South Seas; she forgot that McClintock's would not differ a jot from the old island she had for ever left behind her; she forgot all the doctor's lessons and warnings. The ladies can't sleep in their beds for him; and as to the men, they daren't go to bed at all. We'll celebrate that check, and let the rest of the world go hang.
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