Wood's boat, impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated. ” She surveyed this sentence for some time before going on. Almost at once she had comprehended that she was expected to write down her name and address, which she did, in slanting cobwebby lettering, perhaps a trifle laboriously. “I never dreamt!” she said. "But are you really there?" "No, I'm here," answered Jack, leaping down. She was dropped off at 2:30 at Whitefield Park, a huge extravagantly lit field in the new part of town. E. ’ His face changed, all the humour and tenderness leaving it in an instant.
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