"So you're writing under a nom de plume, eh?" said McClintock, holding out the letter. . Jack paused for a moment, and found that his own adventures formed the subject of the ballad. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. This girl was strong and vital: how would she take it when she learned that she had cast her lot with a fugitive from justice? For McClintock was certain that Spurlock was a hunted man. The two hostlers, however, kept close at his heels; and Jack, whose strength began to flag, feared he could not hold much longer. James Boyle O'Higgins knew little or nothing of the South Seas, but he knew human beings, all colours.
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