" "This is folly," cried Jack, controlling himself by a powerful effort. " "I'm sorry. McClintock's initial revulsion was natural; he was an honest man. He glanced up at the coachman. The tail-ender of this little caravan, he had been rather out of it. While the strife raged between the principals, the watermen in the larger wherry were occupied in stemming the force of the torrent, and endeavouring to keep the boats, they had lashed together, stationary. They were both conscious, however, that something had intervened between them. The Denunciation. ’ ‘Oh, don’t you?’ Gerald said grimly. Still, I'm glad she didn't accept my invitation to join us.
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