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’ ‘She once more,’ came in disgust from the girl on the bed. On this fresh outburst of the storm, Wood threw himself instinctively into the bottom of the boat, and clasping the little orphan to his breast, endeavoured to prepare himself to meet his fate. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers. There are a few things that you can do with most Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works even without complying with the full terms of this agreement. Lucy felt the hairs on her neck rise. Or else—Else it will be impossible that I can be his friend.
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