"Ay, what's the matter, boy!" reiterated Jackson sternly. The poor wretch, driven by desperation to the commission of a crime which her soul abhors, is no more beyond the hope of reformation than she is without the pale of mercy. He laughed suddenly, and released her. "He has undertaken to finish this job by six o'clock, and I wish to see whether he'll be as good as his word. Her grave fine face, her warm clear complexion, had already aroused his curiosity as he had gone to and fro in Morningside Park, and here suddenly he was near to her and talking freely and intimately. There will be long stretches of idleness, heat, and enervation; and always the odour of drying coconut.
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