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"I yield to fate. "Poor Jack!" cried Winifred, burying her face in her lover's bosom. And mind, your life,—more than your life—hangs upon your choice. ” A flush of excitement crept into her cheeks. E. Bird and have come hither. At length, she suddenly started to her feet; and before Winifred could prevent her, staggered up to Thames. Drink for him had a queer phase.
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