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The young man looked at her. A few words passed between him and the thief-taker as the latter came up; after which, all the party—with the exception of Quilt, who was left on shore —embarked within the wherry, which was pushed from the strand and rowed swiftly along the stream—for the tide was in its favour—by a couple of watermen. Lucy was sent reeling into a stone wall, which she hit with a great thud. The temperature soared to one hundred degrees, sickeningly hot. " "Lord have mercy upon us, miserable sinners!" ejaculated Wood, as a fearful gust dashed the water over the side of the boat, deluging him with spray. “Please make yourselves comfortable while I see to the coffee. Melusine shrugged. Come every day to see you was flourishing. Quilt's manner, indeed, was that of a man endeavouring to muster up sufficient resolution for the commission of some desperate crime. You won't mind if I empty this gin?" "No.
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