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He appeared suddenly from the infinite in the neighborhood of the Burlington Arcade, crossing the pavement toward her and with his eyes upon her. "Yes, sir," said McClintock, as he sat down; "that's South Sea stuff, that yarn of yours. . "Not I," replied Blueskin. I don’t think I’ve got illusions, nor you. And it has been well for you that he imagines the child was drowned. "Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding between us," observed the woollen-draper.
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