‘Well, I can see you won’t let it alone, so what do you propose to do about the wench?’ ‘I’ll die before I let it alone,’ Gerald vowed. She had been carrying them, he assumed, but then again the school had some particularly talented kids among the usual ruffians. On this fresh outburst of the storm, Wood threw himself instinctively into the bottom of the boat, and clasping the little orphan to his breast, endeavoured to prepare himself to meet his fate. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. "Don't stir," replied Jack. " "Can I not carry you where you can obtain help?" cried Jack in a agony of distress.
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