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Chapter 39

           ‘But,Lord!Whatoddsinthat?’

           Thetoneofforcedgaietyinwhichthelastwordswerespoken,seemdtoproduceadeeperimpressiononSikesthanthewildandrigidlookwhichhadprecededthem.

           ‘Itellyouwotitis,’saidSikes;‘ifyouhaven’tcaughtthefever,andgotitcomin’on,now,there’ssomethingmorethanusualinthewind,andsomethingdangeroustoo.You’renota-goingto.No,damme!youwouldn’tdothat!’

           ‘Dowhat?’askedthegirl.

           ‘Thereain’t,’saidSikes,fixinghiseyesuponher,andmutteringthewordstohimself;‘thereain’tastauncher-heartedgalgoing,orI’dhavecutherthroatthreemonthsago.She’sgotthefevercomingon;that’sit.

           Fortifyinghimselfwiththisassurance,Sikesdrainedtheglasstothebottom,andthen,withmanygrumblingoaths,calledforhisphysic.Thegirljumpedup,withgreatalacrity;poureditquicklyout,butwithherbacktowardshim;andheldthevesseltohislips,whilehedrankoffthecontents.

           ‘Now,’saidtherobber,‘comeandsitasideofme,andputonyourownface;orI’llalteritso,thatyouwon’tknowitaginwhenyoudowantit.

           Thegirlobeyed.Sikes,lockingherhandinhis,fellbackuponthepillow:turninghiseyesuponherface.Theyclosed;openedagain;closedoncemore;againopened.

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