" A shadow, which was not cast by the jib, fell upon them both. “John,” she declared, “I must eat or die. Leave me behind: I'm not afraid. “Want to see Mr. "Off with you to Newgate!" cried Jack, "and don't let him out till you get inside the Lodge. ’ ‘Pray don’t,’ begged Mrs Sindlesham, one eye on the general’s embattled features. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements.
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