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Wild's name. It stunned her. " "I know you'll contradict it, Sir," said the widow, looking at Wood as if she dreaded to have her fears confirmed,—"I know you will. Because here was the haven for which she had been blindly groping: the positive abolition of all her father's rights in her—the right to drag her back. ‘Thought you were going to break in here,’ he said, in an impatient whisper. Russell burned like a beacon, but Capes illuminated by darting flashes and threw light, even if it was but momentary light, into a hundred corners that Russell left steadfastly in the shade. “You hear him?” he remarked, looking impressively around. " "A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. " He paused, and not without malice. The poor boy, imagining things! "That's want of substantial food. Two women entered and sat down at the adjoining table.
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