Beyond the hatch, an angle, formed by a projection in the wall of some three or four feet, served to hide a door conducting to the interior of the prison. Love was joy, and joyous she was when alone. There was only one clean spot in the picture—the ship's wash (all white) that fluttered on a line stretched between the two masts. "What of her?" exclaimed Jack, starting up.
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