"O Massa Ireton! Massa Wild!" ejaculated Caliban, "Shack Sheppart gone!" "Gone? you black devil!—Gone?" cried Ireton. " "Is the sloop ready to sail?" asked Wild, without noticing the skipper's remark. It was hard to meet that gaze. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. The Night-Cellar. ” Lights went on inside the house on the upper level.
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