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” Shari said. Her lover, Darrell, has embarked upon the Thames, where, if he's not capsized by the squall, (for it's blowing like the devil,) he stands a good chance of getting his throat cut by his pursuers—ha! ha! I tracked 'em to the banks of the river, and should have followed to see it out, if the watermen hadn't refused to take me. I hardly see you anymore. Born on a South Sea island, she said. "Your servant, Sir Rowland," said the stranger, ducking his head, as he advanced. How I wish I might meet this delightful mystery lady of yours. ‘Thank you,’ she said, leaning heavily on his arm for a moment.
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