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You won't have him long. Entranced, he stared at the name. The next moment, a heavy plunge told that the fugitive had been consigned to the waves. It was a large room, about twenty feet long and fifteen broad, and had an arched stone roof. There were so many things about her which he could not understand. "What a very remarkable thing it is," he observed, applying to his snuff-box, "that Thames Darrell, whom we all supposed dead,"—Kneebone in his heart sincerely wished he had been so,—"should turn out to be alive after all. "I wouldn't force him for the world: but if he don't tip the stivers, may I be cursed if he don't get a taste of the aqua pompaginis. On regaining his breath, he began to consider whither chance had led him; and, rubbing his eyes to clear his sight, he perceived a sombre pile, with a lofty tower and broad roof, immediately in front of him. "Heed her not. " "Pray come to the point, Sir," said Mrs. Lady Trafford uttered a prolonged scream, and fainted. "Not a moment is to be lost," cried Jack: "follow me. ’ Without stopping for a response, Gerald pushed past him and entered the convent just in time to hear Melusine protesting.
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