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Ah! how I wish, poor dear Sir Cecil were alive! he'd keep him in order. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. "Heaven grant you may have been wrongly informed with respect to Thames!" exclaimed Winifred; "but, I beseech you, on no account to mention what you have told me to my poor father. "What do you mean by that, sirrah?" cried Wood, reddening with anger.
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