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I have come thirteen thousand miles for this young fellow; I'm ready to go galloping thirteen thousand more. Let us be friends—as near and close as friends can be. ” Her father interrupted. “How are those books any different from the witchcraft books?” “I dunno. And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius through the mud. Afterward he stole out of the room with the bloodstained sheet to boast her virginity to his brothers and father, which only truly mattered because she was beautiful, her mother had said. Can you lend me some stuff?” “You ARE a chap!” said Constance, and warmed only slowly from the idea of dissuasion to the idea of help. "But the past is irremediable, and I did not come hither to exculpate myself, I came to save your life," he added, turning to Thames. He would always see the picture of the huge, raw-boned Dutchman, haranguing and thundering the word of God into the dull ears of South Sea Islanders, who, an hour later, would be carrying fruit penitently to their wooden images. Suspending his labour on Jack's appearance, the man demanded his business. His gangling body was clothed in rusty twill trousers and a long black seersucker coat, buttoned to the throat, around which ran a collar which would have marked him the world over as a man of the Word.
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