’ ‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently as much as you please. Let me take the satchel, sir. CHAPTER XXI McClintock's island was twelve miles long and eight miles wide, with the shape of an oyster. “I just wanted you to see that the time will come when I must leave you, and the time is coming soon.
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