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‘I rather gathered as much,’ said Miss Froxfield, releasing her hands. The great gray boles of the palms
reminded him of some fabulous Grecian temple. Bit priggish, isn’t it?
And if he only knew it—so absurd. ”
“You! Why, you have been an angel to her,” he exclaimed impatiently. ”
Sir John’s reply was incoherent. Here, as has already been observed, condemned malefactors were
allowed to converse with such of their guests as had not interest or money
enough to procure admission to them in the hold. ”
“How? Show me. "Spare me!"
Jonathan, however, instead of answering him, searched for his knife, with the
intention of severing his wrist. So she took up Stevenson and began to read aloud.
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