"Spare me!" he groaned, looking upwards. He gave you a poison. " "It's all over with him by this time, master," replied Ben, turning the head of his boat, and rowing swiftly towards the scene of strife; "but d—n him, he was the chap as hit poor Bill Thomson just now, and I don't much care if he should be food for fishes. ‘Bon. “Will you tell Sydney that I will see him in the morning,” he said. "Will he live?" asked Ruth.
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