Only I just
want him. These fellows must be right,” he added
thoughtfully, “and yet—there’s a mystery somewhere. You know I am in love with you. I swore to hang you two years ago, but I deferred my purpose. “Hey, John. "You are," replied Kneebone. Once a sick sailor drew three pictures for
me and set down every stay and brace and sail—square-rigger, schooner, and
sloop. You’re just a particular being with
nothing else in the world to class with you. I can be that man, the one I know you want. But those days are over—quite over. His name was
Marvel, and his avocation, which was as repulsive as his looks, was that of
public executioner. ‘Let go!’
‘Do you take me for a fool?’ Gerald demanded. Except that this music we have
been swimming in is divine. "Bolt the wicket!" shouted Ireton, who, with the others, had been not a little
entertained by the gallant turnkey's discomfiture.
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