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Having said all this without a break, Jenkins feels he has outdone himself, and retires on his laurels.,“But John, John! You knew perfectly well that you ought not to do that!”,“Me?” the other boy echoed. “How? Shoot!”,“Right you are, Whisk—I mean, Mr. Whitney,” Bob answered in some confusion. “I suppose you’ll have to be Mister Whitney now since you are the Big Boss. Last summer you were the fellow who was so good to us kids and we took liberties.”,'The marquis,' resumed Julia, 'would not know where to seek you, or if he found you beyond his own domains, would fear to claim you. A convent may afford for the present a safe asylum; and whatever shall happen, surely no fate you may hereafter encounter can be more dreadful than the one you now experience.',“She’d like fust-rate to come, but Glory be! She’d want ter fetch her pet turkey and Jethro.”,"Well," said Mr Eagle, "I'm for leaving these 'ere coils on the pin until the time comes for chucking the fakes down and lettin' go, by which I mean I'm for waitin' until the Capt'n calls the 'ands aft and reads to 'em the sealed orders he told me about. It'll be time enough to speak up when we know what Captain Acton's instructions to him are.",He completed his chores and went thoughtfully back up the flower-edged path to the house. "There's one good thing about Mary's crossness," he reflected, "it don't last long. She'll be her old cheerful self ag'in by now.",She is still wondering vaguely who he can be, when he breaks the silence.,"It doesn't seem worth while," she began, but Patricia broke in impatiently:,"There are things that chill one more than water," returns he, slightly offended by her tone.,"And now a word about this poison. It does not kill, but merely places its victim in a trance state, which so closely resembles death that not even the most expert doctor can tell the difference. If the trance continues the victim dies; but there is an antidote--which, by the way, I obtained from Dido--and this antidote, if used in time, can restore the victim from a state of catalepsy to his pristine vigor. I had made up my mind to use the devil-stick, and so, as I was anxious to give Mr. Alymer a chance to escape, I prophesied to him a state of life-in-death. This phrase describes exactly the trance state of those wounded by the devil-stick--impregnated with its poison..