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CHAPTER IX. He laughed reassuringly. Her commander, Rykhart Van Galgebrok, is devoted to my interests. “I am going,” he said, “to be impertinent. Somehow logic could not explain her. ” Everything was good. I will not be sent away. " "Stand off, Poll," rejoined the woollen-draper; "I don't want to hurt you. " "I will conduct you to the outlet," replied Jack; "but I cannot leave it till I have ascertained whether my mother also is a prisoner here. ” The truth prevailed. Through it all Spurlock maintained a gaiety which deceived them completely. An ugly flush stained his cheeks. ’ Sheer exasperation made Gerald release her as he broke into reluctant laughter. All three, then, burst into an immoderate fit of laughter. In addition to his customary arms, Jonathan carried a bludgeon with a large heavy knob, suspended from his wrist by a loop; a favourite weapon, which he always took with him on dangerous expeditions, and which, if any information had been requisite, would have told Sheppard that the present was one of them.
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