[Illustration: Distinctive Pictures Photoplay. The old lady’s face was stiff with anger. “Agreed,” he said, “certainly,” and drew a checkbook toward him. The act was mechanical, a bit of sparring for time: his anger was searching about for a new vent. The servants had left the room. On coming to himself, he found he had been wrapped in a blanket and put to bed with a couple of hot bricks to his feet. And now she was witnessing or observing the complicated machinery of civilization through which they had come, at length to land on the beach of her island. Sheppard, paralysed by the threat. While this was going on, Jack suddenly made a movement which attracted the turnkey's attention; and during that interval the old man slipped some articles wrapped in a handkerchief into Bess's hands, who instantly secreted them in her bosom. We're told, that 'Whoso is partner with a thief hateth his own soul.
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