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CHAPTER III. “I can’t! He appears to be a most immovable person. Wood, and you'll find that I've spoken the truth. “Impossible to say,” he answered. As the day wore on, the crowds diminished,—many who would not submit to the turnkey's demands were sent away ungratified,—and at five o'clock, only two strangers, Mr. She gave her lips to his without resistance. ” She laughed softly. ” “Yes,” said his prospective fellow-sailor, “that’s very pretty. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable.
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