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She will sail, at early dawn to-morrow, for Rotterdam. "Spare him!" cried Mrs, Sheppard, who fancied she had made some impression on the obdurate breast of the thief-taker,—"spare him! and I will forgive you, will thank you, bless you. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. Well, whenever you say, I promise to do away with the mystery. After all, what could happen? He was looking at her very hard and earnestly. It dropped sideways and fell with a bang to the table. So that it seemed to her the whole world had changed —the very light of it had changed. "Shall I never see that sweet face again,—never feel the pressure of those kind hands more—nor listen to that gentle voice! Ah! yes, we shall meet again in Heaven, where I shall speedily join you. I'll put them in your room; then we'll have a look-see. Why should you want to shield him?" "I really don't know. " "They're lifting her out of the carriage," interposed Charcam; "will it please your honour to send for some advice and the chaplain?" "Fly for both," returned Sir Rowland, in a tone of bitter anguish. At other times, it would seem that the sea itself had gone away.
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