There was a shrill cry, instantly succeeded by a deep splash. " "Help me through at all hazards, Poll," cried Jack, straining towards the opening. Sheppard, with a faint smile and a doubtful shake of the head, as Wood drew her to a seat beside him, "for I've had my full share of misery. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. At least I can give you a glimmer. " "A miniature! Of whom?" "That I can't say," replied Jack, mysteriously. "I'm glad to hear it, that's all," he added, taking out his snuff-box, his never-failing resource in such emergencies. The noose was at its throat when I called for help.
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