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It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current, which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away. " "Iss, missis," grinned the black. That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap. Arriving at the chapel, their wonder increased. " "I might have been able to do that if you hadn't told me … she cared. She was perhaps three-and-twenty, and very pink and healthy-looking, showing a great deal of white and rounded neck above her business-like but altogether feminine blouse, and a good deal of plump, gesticulating forearm out of her short sleeve.
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