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” Annabel sank suddenly into a chair. " "Poor Jack!" sighed Thames. I won't have a beachcomber on the island. "You will find her new. She was weeping now. . . Every window, from the groundfloor to the garret had its occupant, and the roofs were covered with spectators. " "To be opened in case of my death," added Spurlock. I intend to remain very serious indeed while I’m doing it.
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