On this fresh outburst of the storm, Wood threw himself instinctively into the bottom of the boat, and clasping the little orphan to his breast, endeavoured to prepare himself to meet his fate. When Jack entered the cell, she was talking to herself in the muttering unconnected way peculiar to her distracted condition; but, after her eye had rested on him some time, the fixed expression of her features relaxed, and a smile crossed them. "Not a farthing of it shall be expended except in the Captain's service. It isn’t because you’re good, but because I may be rotten bad; and there’s something—something living and understanding in you. ” She commented, only to herself. " O'Higgins was disarming the doctor. There is strength in you— misguided. No more scuffling.
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