“Where should we go?” Knowing that they would be dogged wherever they went, she volunteered, “Let’s go to the Big Apple. "Jack!" she cried, raising her head. " "He's coming!" cried Jack, stamping his foot, with vexation. ‘For once, you’re talking like a sensible man. He had abandoned his oars, and the boat was drifting with the stream towards the enemy.
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