CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. He became really companionable, discussed the new story he had in mind, and asked some questions about colour. But he could only discern a black and shapeless mass, floating upon the water at a little distance, which, to his bewildered fancy, appeared absolutely standing still. "Nobody has so much cause for complaint as me," growled Austin. “Experte credo. What befell Jack Sheppard in the Turner's House 408 XXII.
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