It was Jack, wasn’t it?’ ‘Aye, s-sir. 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. The beach: to get there as quickly as he could, to reach the white man's nadir of abasement and gather the promise of that soothing indifference which comes with the final disintegration of the fibres of conscience. Imagine her, putting herself to all this delay and inconvenience for a young wastrel she did not know and who, the moment he got on his feet, would doubtless pass out of her life without so much as Thank you! And it was ten to one that she would not comprehend the ingratitude. “Are you speaking to me?” she asked calmly. And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. " "But wasn't I right? That pair?" "I'll take the boy; he'll be a novelty.
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