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Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast. ” She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her mind. Nothing. "Still," went on the manager, "they are slaves in a sense; they are bought and sold until their original indebtedness is paid. ” She had not, she reflected, remembered how prominent his eyes were. " "For you!" exclaimed Jonathan; "don't flatter yourself that I'm thinking of you. " "Sir Rowland Trenchard!" echoed Jack, in amazement. "Now your curiosity's satisfied, child," continued Kneebone, "perhaps, you'll attend to my orders. " "That boy'll never rest till he finds his vay to Bridewell," observed Sharples.
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