" Hastening to the Six Bells, Jack ordered some refreshment, and engaged a private room, where he remained till the afternoon absorbed in grief. Under his arm he carried a thick, knotted crab-stick. ‘Don’t be silly. I'm almost sorry your suspicions are unfounded, if your father in any way resembled you, my youngster. Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well as in the feet. ‘You do not know how I am like my mother. I don’t know what has come over me. Through her door curtain she could see the light from the study lamp. " "You'll dance upon nothing, presently," rejoined Jonathan, brutally.
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