They are born idiots, incurably insane. "What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up. ’ The girl bit her lip and backed a little, while her husband shifted to stand at her side. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. "I'm sure little Jack has but one friend beside myself, in the world, and that's more than I would have ventured to say for him yesterday. He reached a silver cigar and cigarette box from the sideboard and put it before his father-in-law, and for a time the preliminaries of smoking occupied them both. ‘Aye, that she was. But none ever puts his foot on this boat. Spurling had retired for the night. Satisfied in this respect, he flung himself into a chair, for his iron frame seldom required the indulgence of a bed, and sought an hour's repose before he began the villanies of another day.
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