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I—I hurt myself. " Thames Darrell was, indeed, a youth of whom a person of far greater worldly consequence than the worthy carpenter might have been justly proud. It would be protective; it would with age turn to silver unnoticeably. ’ For the moment I thought it was a telegram from Gwen. "Shall I help you on with it, Sir?" replied the Jew, becoming suddenly respectful. ” “On the contrary,” Anna whispered quietly, “we met in a small boarding-house where I was stopping. ” Lucy spat. He caught the elderly dame’s eye, throwing her a desperate message.
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