" "Not now, my love—not now," entreated Wood. "And now," cried Jack, leaping up, "for an achievement, compared with which all I have yet done shall be as nothing!" CHAPTER XVII. That poor child, trying to escape, and not knowing how. "I imagine I must have a hundred rolls—all the old fellows. Why are you so anxious?" "Oh, if you can't see your way…. People always rejoice at the misfortunes of others—never at their own! The droll dogs! how they must have enjoyed it!—ha! ha!" "I dare say they did. Or appeared to do so.
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