The freezing water reached her chin and she felt the heat of her body dispersing, creating a disappearing patch of warmth as her limbs froze. " "It's all up," muttered Thames. Presently he began to weave a tale, sorry enough, with all the ancient claptraps and rusted platitudes. “It’s very late. 'But I don't desire to spoil sport,—not I.
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