Thames unfolded the drawing, smoothed out its creases, and beheld a portrait of himself. No, none at all. She had been careless. "Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by a solemn oath to fulfil it. "Come and see the lagoon in the moonlight. Don't be frightened of her. ‘If you’ll have the goodness, missie, to move yourself out of the way,’ he said aggrievedly, ‘and let us at him, we might have a chance of doing just that.
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