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” She smiled at the thought. “I shall never be able to thank you. "No—Sheppard?" rejoined Wild. Wood; "I'll not bear it. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. ” Ann Veronica agreed, and tried to make the manner of her assent cover a possible knowledge of a probable poem. When she released him he ran down the beach for a stick which he fetched and laid at her feet.
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