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’ She ended on a note of sheer frustration, clenched fists beating the air. When she slipped off of it her head started to bob, filled with air. But his treasured dream lay shattered at his feet. ‘Idiot!’ ‘Enough, now! Softly, you little termagant,’ he ordered, seizing her wrists to hold her off. "Take her," cried Jonathan; and, flinging the now inanimate body of the poor widow, who had fainted in the struggle, into the arms of Thames, he leapt through the window, and by the time the latter could consign her to Wood, and dart after him, he had disappeared. ‘Gammon. But, let's see the prisoner.
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