I do not love any one. " "We'll see that, young hempseed," replied Sharples, shutting the hatch furiously in his face, and locking it. Boys keep you busy, don’t they?” Lucy said in a light tone. Give me that picture, or I'll make you!" "Hear me," said Thames, calmly; "you well know you're no match for me. My wife—killed me. You certainly had to hand it to these Chinks. Lucy snatched it up and put it in her pack. CHAPTER XX.
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