His pale and boyish waist was nearly as slim as her own. He appeared to thunder dire happenings if she did not obey him without further ado. Hurled over the sides of the skiff, the ruffian speedily found a watery grave. “Why not?” he exclaimed. “They would spoil every chance. Poor little one. In this moment he could have stamped upon the Wastrel's face, and ended the affair; but all that was clean in him, chivalrous, revolted at the thought. He never retires to rest till daybreak—if at all. It was not without considerable demur and delay on the part of Sharples that the carpenter and his companion could gain admittance to the round-house.
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