"By all means," rejoined Quilt. She assumed with a kind of mesmeric force all the propositions that Ann Veronica wanted her to define. "Fly, Captain—fly!" Aroused to a sense of the possibility of escape, Jack, who had viewed the deadly assault with savage satisfaction, burst from his captors and made for the door. She held it by the neck and broke the end of the bottle on the hard dirt. When the lad is fit to be moved, we’ll bring him home. Ennison seemed to feel already the shadow of tragedy approaching.
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