" "Then it was not a dream!" ejaculated Sir Rowland in a hollow voice, and as if speaking to himself. Wood strained his eyes to catch a glimpse of the flying skiff. You must have repented a little, or you would not have done that. It was not until the morning of the fifth day that the constant vigil was broken. " "Well, well, I'm not within a minute," rejoined the turnkey. You must come and tell me all about it, although I am not sure whether we shall forgive you for not having written to any of us.
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