Groping their way through one or two dark and mouldy-smelling vaults, the party ascended a flight of steps, which brought them to the hall. ’ ‘That depends, that does,’ said Trodger guardedly. "I'm at your mercy, Poll," rejoined Kneebone, abjectly. I chose you for your strength, your cunning, your intelligence, your great beauty. ’ ‘What about the lad?’ said the captain suddenly. “Oh, my dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms. She stood among them, watching them and feeling curiously alien to them. Help—should she need it—from the natives was out of the question.
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