"To be sure," returned Wild; "he's not only alive, but likely for life, if we don't clip the thread. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. "Back!" cried Jack fiercely: "lay a finger on her, and I will fell you to the ground. It could not be she who had done this.
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