But I've not promised to stand by him yet; nor will I, unless he turns out an honest lad,—mind that. " "Curse you!" cried Jack, furiously,—"curse you!—curse you!" "Swear away, Captain," rejoined Blueskin, coolly. From his wallet he brought forth a yellow letter. Anna found herself next Sydney Courtlaw, with his friend close at hand.
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