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4. ‘Good God!’ uttered Roding. She began to weep in long, aching sobs. Nab and Quilt to the door! Jack, you are my prisoner. On the second day out he was helped to a steamer-chair on deck; on the third day, his arm across Ruth's shoulder, he walked from his chair to the foremast and back. It was still raining heavily, and profoundly dark.
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