Nor had Jack been idle all this time. He listened to the thunder of the fall now mingling with the roar of the blast; and, driven almost frantic by what he heard and saw, he pushed with all his force against the stone. I will take you for thirty-five shillings a week. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin.
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