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. His face was downcast. And, turning to his daughter, he gave the necessary directions in a low tone. From McClintock's came an infernal tinkletinkle, tump-tump! There was no composing with such a sound hammering upon the ear. ’ ‘Precisely. Through this, his last trial, Jack's spirits never deserted him. Spurlock was no longer a man before this instinct; he was a child in trouble. ‘This idiotic female—’ ‘This imbecile has made me—’ ‘—made me lose my temper, and I—’ ‘—cut him with my dagger, and he is—’ ‘—damn near slit her throat!’ ‘—bleeding like a pig!’ ‘Whoa, whoa!’ stormed the captain, starting forward.

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