"Here I am, Captain," cried a voice from without. ‘May I, indeed? I’ll take you up on that. "Oh, God! that I might die too," cried Jack, falling on his knees beside her. . ” “I wonder,” said Mr. Wood, the carpenter, who formerly resided here, is still living?" "If you feel any anxiety on his account, Sir, I'm happy to be able to relieve it," answered Kneebone, readily. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights.
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