“Come this way,” he said. “Election be hanged!” he exclaimed. "Ho, no," replied Jack. It would have been very well if she had been some common creature who might have been bought off. She opened this and scrambled out—a thing she had not done for five long years of adolescence— upon the leaded space above the built-out bath-room on the first floor. Covering his face with a crape mask, and taking the candle from his associate, Jack entered the room; and, pistol in hand, stepped up to the bed, and approached the light to the eyes of the sleepers. One thing—he could be thankful for that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an end now and not matter in the least. We all have to kow-tow to that. Once more he begged; but as Ruth only repeated her sharp command, he spun about and raced toward the jungle.
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