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“Where is she?” He would yell even louder until she was sure that people in faraway fishing boats could probably hear him. He advanced a step towards her. "Oh, God! would you take him from me?— would you murder him?" "His father's name?—and he is free," rejoined Rowland, holding her arms. When he awoke it was late in the day, and he was surprised to find Blueskin seated by his bedside, watching over him with a drawn sword on his knee, a pistol in each hand, and a blood-stained cloth bound across his brow. "Then I presume you've not been arrested?" "I have not," answered Wood firmly.
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