“It is the first moment we have let him out of our sight,” Brendon exclaimed, as he hastened across the street. What his head conceived his hand executed. "A doctor? What he needs is a good jolt of aromatic spirits of ammonia. But he could only discern a black and shapeless mass, floating upon the water at a little distance, which, to his bewildered fancy, appeared absolutely standing still. "A miserly old woman. "Here," repeated her brother.
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