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" "By no means," rejoined Wood, hastily. ‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. But it was not adieu, so she promised her old nurse. Spurlock lay with his head on his arms, asleep. A garrison called to arms at dead of night on the sudden approach of the enemy, could not have been more expeditiously, or effectually aroused.

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