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The coolies proceeded at a swinging, mincing trot, which gave to the suspended seat a dancing action similar to that of a suddenly agitated hangingspring of a birdcage. " "Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river is passing before me. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. “A nice time of anxiety you’ve given me, young lady,” he said, as he entered the room. "Gentlemen, a little further off, if you please. You must tell me what it all means. Fortunately, ever since Wild's late murderous attack, the household has all been well armed. “Would YOU like us—if some one told you the bare outline of our story?— and what we are doing?” “I shouldn’t mind,” said Ann Veronica. She began to think persistently of Capes, and it seemed to her now that for some weeks at least she must have been thinking persistently of him unawares. "I owe you nothing," he repeated, dully. ” “Where is your husband?” Anna asked. It creaked slightly.
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