" "I am," replied Jack, without hesitation; for he felt assured from the man's manner that he might confide in him. "Mac, did you ever run across a missioner by the name of Enschede?" "Enschede?" McClintock stared at the ceiling. There was something in Jonathan's manner, as he issued this command, that struck the man as singular, and he afterwards recalled it. He has escaped. He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice. When he faced Spurlock, the granite was cracked and rived; never had Spurlock seen such dumb agony in human eyes.
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