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" With these words, he tore the mantle from Wood's back, and, perceiving the child, endeavoured to seize it. You’ll end there one day, mark my words. I do not ask if you are entirely English, but if you say truly when you say you are at my service. “You’re very nice, both of you,” she said gently. ‘Oh, my God, she’s gone!’ Wrenching his hand from his friend’s slackened grasp, he darted for the door, Roding behind him. Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland.
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