. There one is! The same stuff still! One has a craving in one’s blood, a craving roused, cut off from its redeeming and guiding emotional side. “I trust you altogether. "I loved you," replied Jack,—"don't start—it is over now—I loved you, I say, as a boy. ’ Jack blinked. “I’ll never be happy again! I hate you! But most of all, what you have made me! A flesh-eating demon cannibal, just like you! I should be dead, dead and lying at the bottom of the sea.
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