All this muddle to placate his conscience! "Here—quick!" McClintock thrust a cigar into Spurlock's hand. " "You shall—you shall," answered Jack. Every minute I spend here is an education to me. My son went down after his death. ‘Ha!’ uttered Captain Roding triumphantly. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. “Cheveney wouldn’t have anything to say about it, as it happens,” he remarked, a little grimly.
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