While she worked, Melusine worried over the problem of getting Jack home. "You musht do dat shob yourself, Mishter Vild," rejoined Abraham, shaking his head. Still, here we are in this dingy, foggy city. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it.
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