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"My name is Darrell," said the fugitive hastily. "No offence," returned Jonathan. Though there is something to be said for your idea of a secret convent, at least as a hiding place. There was a very substantial profit in the transaction, for he paid the natives in commodities—coloured cotton cloths, pipes and tobacco, guns and ammunition, household utensils, cutlery and glass gewgaws. Forgive me?” She pleaded. This she would not endure. Lucy changed into her Goodwill jeans and sweatshirt, plastering her hair down with an elastic band and securing it under a tight hood. She looked stealthily at Anna. " He stared at the agitated curtain; and slowly his chin sank until it touched his chest.
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