‘I’m not going to arrest you, young Jack—yet. There would be no moon. While the strife raged between the principals, the watermen in the larger wherry were occupied in stemming the force of the torrent, and endeavouring to keep the boats, they had lashed together, stationary. Clotilde pried Fritz from Lucy’s left leg where he was clinging. "I never wear false whiskers," went on O'Higgins. "At least I'll try," replied Jonathan, sarcastically.
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