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“For me,” Manning went on, “this isn’t final. Her lover, Darrell, has embarked upon the Thames, where, if he's not capsized by the squall, (for it's blowing like the devil,) he stands a good chance of getting his throat cut by his pursuers—ha! ha! I tracked 'em to the banks of the river, and should have followed to see it out, if the watermen hadn't refused to take me. “I am sorry,” he said slowly. He did his best not to grin. “Now you look happy.
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