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"You must not remain here another instant," replied Thames. 1. " The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. Her thoughts were busy with the possibilities of this break in her journey. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. ” She turned and fitted the latchkey into the door. They talked lightly but confidentially until Sir John approached them with a slight frown upon his face. "Jack!" exclaimed Thames.
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