Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. ‘In this case, I will not kill him at all, even that he should have remained to wait for my letter. ‘You damned little fool! How dared you steal my sword?’ Her eyes flew open. Here were the passionate lovers! What their past had been he neither cared nor craved to know. And so bitterly did the carpenter reproach himself with his neglect, that he resolved, at all risks, to go back in search of it.
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