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It seemed to him that speech would be an anticlimax. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast. And if you dare to produce any kind of weapon at all,’ he added, taking a plain brass-barrelled little pistol from his own pocket and levelling it, ‘I will have no compunction in blowing off your head, you madcap female. ’ ‘I shall stop him,’ declared the old lady furiously. There was a concerted gasp of shock from both the black-garbed lad and the coachman. He is the one who has said that she must go to the convent. “Hey, John. On the way, he hired a chair with a couple of stout porters, and ordered them to follow him. It is all very complex. And they pay her. I'll turn cracksman, like my father—rob old Wood—he has chests full of money, and I know where they're kept—I'll rob him, and give the swag to you, Poll—I'll—" Jack would have said more; but, losing his balance, he fell to the ground, and, when taken up, he was perfectly insensible. Wanton! Had I been one, even God would have forgiven me, understanding. "In with him!" "Ay—ay, yer hon'r," cried the foremost chairman, lending a helping hand. That is what terrified her: the consciousness that nothing in her life would be continuous, that she would no sooner form friendships (like the present) than relentless fate would thrust her into a new circle.
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