But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. It has been a marvellous day—and I am going to England. "You begin to have doubts, eh? A handful of money between you, and nothing else. In this spy theory, however, he had no faith whatsoever. It was denied him, for as he closed his eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place rose before him. As Jack appeared to be sinking fast, his fetters were removed, his own clothes were returned to him, and he was allowed a mattress and a scanty supply of bed-linen. But at the word “home” she turned again. If he got her outside, surely the soldiers would see her and intervene.
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