The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold. But, this sad affair disposed of, I will not rest till I have avenged my murdered parents. "I would have done more, if necessary. Suddenly he came to a stop, his mouth agape. Borne along by the current, Darrell was instantly at the boat's side. But just as they were about to place him on the ground, he burst from their hold, and made a desperate spring at Jonathan, who was standing with his arms folded near the door watching the scene. Sydney sprang up. Was this the result of some strange experiment? It was the person of Annabel Pellissier—the soul of a very different order of being. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him.
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