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56999	Footner, Hulbert	Jack Chanty: A Story of Athabasca			.txt	text/plain	80292	7510	94	"To-morrow, then," said Jack easily; but his eyes followed the "It was nothing, sir," said Jack, smiling suddenly. "I'm not after the job, Sir Bryson," said Jack coolly. pack the horses and make camp, but as Jack had explained to Sir Bryson As soon as the horses were turned out Jack made his way to Sir Bryson. Jack, Mrs. Worsley, Linda, Vassall, Sir Bryson, and Baldwin "As long as you like," said Jack. "Oh, don't let's begin that again," said Jack with a dismayed look. "Now, look here," said Jack. Garrod was sitting as Jack had left him, looking at Jean Paul. "Take Mr. Garrod back to your tent, then, Jean Paul," Sir Bryson said "Sir Bryson wants you," he said to Jack. "For Garrod," said Jack. "I have come for the sick white man, Garrod," said Jack. "Has he said anything?" asked Jack, looking toward the tent.	./cache/56999.txt	./txt/56999.txt