The deafening report froze time. Wood's reply, if he intended any, was cut short by a loud knocking at the door. It brought no coconut. "He has fallen by the hand of Blueskin, who brought me these packets. It was his mother, and as he gazed on her pallid features and motionless frame, Jack's heart severely smote him. Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead.
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