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Wood cut him short by stating his intention of crossing the river as soon as possible in order to avoid the storm. ” “I won’t keep you very long, daddy,” said Ann Veronica. "Have nine years so changed me, that there is no trace left of your adopted son?" "God bless me!" ejaculated the carpenter, rubbing his eyes, "can—can it be?" "Surely," screamed Mrs. " "Mrs. ‘If you care for me at all, shoot me. "You depart for Lancashire to-morrow. Wonderful! The water, dripping from you, must have looked like pearls.
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