For the love of Heaven, Jack, don't move!—Don't alter a muscle, if you can help it. And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. Jack instantly started to his feet, and the man, alarmed at his appearance, ran off to a neighbouring house. Advancing towards him, he made him a formal salutation, which was coldly returned. She had been built for canvas and oil-lamps, and this new thingumajig that kept her nose snoring at eight knots when normally she was able to boil along at ten, and these unblinking things they called lamps (that neither smoked nor smelled), irked and threatened to ruin her temper.
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