"At length I am my own master," murmured the knight, as his foot touched the
strand. The tail-ender of this little
caravan, he had been rather out of it. This moment couldn’t be better until the next
moment comes. He went on with his song, accompanying it
with the most ridiculous grimaces:
"When years were gone by, she began to rue
Her love for the gentleman, (meaning you!)
'I slighted the journeyman fond,' quoth she,
'But where is my gallant of high degree?
Where! where!
Oh! where is my gallant of high degree?'
Ho! ho! ho!"
"What are you doing here!" demanded Thames. "Lean on me," said Jack. I have one
shilling and sevenpence halfpenny left. “Thanks, Cathy. Better even than these. I hope we may never find her again. Here, without a glimpse of daylight; visited by
no one except Austin at stated intervals, who neither answered a question nor
addressed a word to him; fed upon the worst diet, literally mouldy bread and
ditch-water; surrounded by stone walls; with a flagged floor for his pillow, and
without so much as a blanket to protect him from the death-like cold that pierced
his frame,—Jack's stout heart was subdued, and he fell into the deepest
dejection, ardently longing for the time when even a violent death should
terminate his sufferings. "
Her island! How well he knew it, thought Spurlock, for all he lacked the name
and whereabouts! Suddenly a new thought arose and buffeted him.
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