'" "Slave?" echoed Jack. ‘But—’ ‘Nothing at all for you to worry your head over,’ said the captain, moving to try and usher her forth. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed, uncaring of lice or bedbugs. Nothing disheartened by this survey, Jack set to work upon the lock, which he attacked with all his implements;—now attempting to pick it with the nail;— now to wrench it off with the bar: but all without effect. His imperturbable demeanour in the fight has been well portrayed by Captain Godfrey, who here condescends to lay aside his stilts. " On a shelf was placed a row of paint-jars; the contents of which had been daubed in rainbow streaks upon the adjacent closet and window sill.
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