In one of the cabins a man sat on the edge of his narrow bunk. "This gentleman brings us tidings of an old friend, my dear," said the carpenter. "Come away!" he cried, with the roar of a demon. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. ‘I don’t want no gold! Not for serving my mistress. With the last glimmer of decency he had sent the daughter to his sister. The constable, Sharples, is in my pay.
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