She feared he might take her tears as a sign of weakness. " "I'v not failed," returned Jack, angrily; "but we've done too much. I hope you will always remember——” Annabel held out her hands with a little cry of protest. Wood did think of it, and groaned aloud. He had found her by the same agency her father had: native talk, which flew from isle to isle as fast as proas could carry it.
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