“My husband and all his friends are fools, and the life they lead is impossible for me. ‘What’s more,’ went on Martha, ‘I knew something Mr Charvill didn’t, or he wouldn’t so readily have left it behind him. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. That is what I’ve had on my conscience. " "Not at fisticuffs, perhaps," interrupted Jack, fiercely; "but I've my knife. Them young prigs is all alike. \" Said John as he piled the papery remnants of their meal onto the tray. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her.
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