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"Help! help!" "You call in vain," returned Kneebone. She leaves town to-morrow. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. Not at all. "But, I own, I think it is like. From none of these could Jack ascertain what had become of Thames, or learn any particulars concerning the family at Dollis Hill, or of his mother. He had this thing for his twin daughters. All these things spoke of peace;—but there are seasons when the pleasantest external influences have a depressing effect on the mind, by painfully recalling past happiness.
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