’ Gerald eyed her with interest. Just as the attendants were preparing to lower the corpse into the earth, Jack fell on his knees beside the coffin, uttering the wildest exclamations of grief, reproaching himself with the murder of his mother, and invoking the vengeance of Heaven on his own head. He touched her breast as if he was testing the waters of a cold lake. I left him in charge of Quilt Arnold and Rykhart Van Galgebrok—the skipper I spoke of— with strict orders to shoot him if he made any further attempt at escape; and they're not lads—the latter especially—to be trifled with. ’ Melusine shook him off. "Drink this," cried Jonathan, handing her the cup. They'll inspect the schooner on the way back," McClintock lied, cheerfully.
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