There was every indication that she fled the island in company with a dissolute rogue. "O Massa Ireton! Massa Wild!" ejaculated Caliban, "Shack Sheppart gone!" "Gone? you black devil!—Gone?" cried Ireton. " "Not before I have conducted your child thither," retorted Jonathan, with a withering look. I will take you for thirty-five shillings a week. ’ Gerald was relieved to find the girl did not attempt to run away, but meekly allowed him to usher her into the spacious and comfortable library which was his habitual haunt when at home.
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