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He cannot. I haven’t taken much account of it until now. ” That conversation ended and he turned to her again. "Who is it?" "He didn't give his name, Sir," replied the maid; "but he's a young gentleman. A wife formed part of his scheme of life, for several years he had been secretly but assiduously looking for her. There was a very substantial profit in the transaction, for he paid the natives in commodities—coloured cotton cloths, pipes and tobacco, guns and ammunition, household utensils, cutlery and glass gewgaws. She could hardly remember his face except for his brown hair, thick lips, and narrow dark eyes. “I throw it out in passing,” he said.
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