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" "Curse you!" cried Jack, furiously,—"curse you!—curse you!" "Swear away, Captain," rejoined Blueskin, coolly. A middle-aged countrywoman, plump of cheek, and a little shy. Oh, wait!’ She seized Jack’s arm as he was about to go out of the room. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. But when all was over, a sorrowful calm succeeded, and, if not free from grief, she was tranquil. From this peaceful scene Jack's eye fell upon Jonathan, who, seated upon the stile, under the shade of an elder tree, was evidently watching him.
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