When he returned O'Dule was seated on the edge of the table, his feet on a stool. He was taking a long sup from the demijohn.,
"Oh, my dear, dear Lucy," he cried, "little can you conceive how the man who carried[Pg 362] you off has made your aunt and me, and his father, suffer!",
"I believe he's done for himself," said Mr Pledge, addressing nobody in particular; "I fancied I heer'd a shot fired in the cabin.".
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