Luckily, Mrs. She guessed Jack was having trouble finding the right piece of carving. She lingered over donning her winter coat, buttoning each toggle and placket, double knotting her long scarf. This island was the one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the Hand had forgotten him. Perhaps you’ve heard—?’ Well, you know, he had. After a certain amount of manœuvring, however, he was induced to crawl around, and in a few minutes came to stop again before a tall brightly-painted house, which seemed like an oasis of colour and assertive prosperity in a long dingy row. ’ Captain Roding grinned.
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