" "It is too late," returned Jack, sullenly; "I can't be honest if I would. She made lumpish and inadequate interruptions rather than replies. Set the boy free. "'Sblood! what's this!" cried Jonathan, in the utmost surprise. He could have easily forced it, but preferred a more expeditious mode of reaching the roof which suggested itself to him. At first she thought he was endeavouring to rid himself of the fleas, but after a time she came to understand that the muck had healing qualities and soothed the burning scratches made by his claws. At any cost! Her brothers had it practically—at least they had it far more than it seemed likely she would unless she exerted herself with quite exceptional vigor. Like a hare closely pressed, Jack attempted to double, but the device only brought him nearer his foes, who were crossing the field in every direction, and rending the air with their shouts. Suddenly he burst into wild laughter; but equally as suddenly something strangled the sound in his throat.
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