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’ Her lashes fluttered. Why can’t you let it be?’ Gerald grinned at him. "And now," he continued, sternly, "was it your master who has just ridden by?" "No," answered Quilt, sullenly. "What a very remarkable thing it is," he observed, applying to his snuff-box, "that Thames Darrell, whom we all supposed dead,"—Kneebone in his heart sincerely wished he had been so,—"should turn out to be alive after all. " So saying, he closed the door. " "I'll not forget it. In this state, he contrived to get the poor black's hand into his mouth, and nearly bit off one of his fingers before the sufferer could be rescued.
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