" "You needn't trouble yourself," replied Thames. "Take her," cried Jonathan; and, flinging the now inanimate body of the poor widow, who had fainted in the struggle, into the arms of Thames, he leapt through the window, and by the time the latter could consign her to Wood, and dart after him, he had disappeared. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out. “She has improved her style,” someone declared. Each morning his inquiry was properly answered: the patient was steadily improving, but none could say when he would be strong enough to proceed upon his journey. Wouldn't it be fun to see his name on a book-cover some day? He'll go strutting up and down without ever dreaming he owed the whole shot to us. His hand flew across the paper. A vague desire to justify himself ruffled her father. Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her reason. He remained standing by the stem of the proa, his glance roving investigatingly.
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