He was engaged in detesting Manning and himself in almost equal measure. This island was the one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the Hand had forgotten him. “It isn’t fair. "Remember the devil!" retorted Terence, who had recovered his natural audacity. And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o' puppies. Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way.
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