So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. Well, my friend found us out, and would give no quarter. ‘Very well, then. ’ ‘He let them go?’ asked Miss Froxfield incredulously. " "Lord bless us!" ejaculated Wood, "how shocking! No, I did not know that. ’ Colour suffused the man’s face. "No matter. ‘To read and write, of course, and to sew. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. That is what I must do.
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