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The next moment, a heavy plunge told that the fugitive had been consigned to the waves. And, lastly, to the Seven Cities o' Refuge, in the New Mint. At length the task was done, and she jabbed the needle into a cushion, folded the coat, and rose. She could not part with dignity. If you love me, do not allude to this subject again. "Do you hear me?" cried the lady, with increasing vehemence. I shall want you.
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