Show him no quarter, Poll. The little matter of an accent may be misleading, I grant you, but —’ He was interrupted, and with impatience. "I fear we're too late," he whispered to Thames. And I’ve read, and thought, and guessed, and looked—until MY innocence—it’s smirched. ” “You what?” she repeated incredulously. And now she had sent Jack away.
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