He knew she had been weeping. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. I will shed no more blood. He was not sure that the boy had put himself beyond the pale; merely, the boy's actions pointed that way. The expression pervading the countenance of the one was vulgarity; of the other, that which is rarely found, except in persons of high birth. "How would you like a job on a copra plantation?" he asked, irrelevantly to the thoughts crowding one another in his mind.
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