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Clearing the few impediments in his way, he soon reached the condemned pew, where it had once been his fate to sit; and extending himself on the seat endeavoured to snatch a moment's repose. " Captivity had, indeed, produced a striking alteration in Thames. Luck. What was the old tabby at? Unaccountably embarrassed, he cleared his throat. Mrs Sindlesham’s wrinkled cheek had paled, and her eyes were fixed upon Gerald in a look that wrung his heart. "You're not hurt I hope, Sir Rowland?" inquired this individual.
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