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“I might have muddled for a time. "Poor little creature!" he muttered, pressing it tenderly to his breast, as he grasped the rope and clambered up to the window: "if thou hast, indeed, lost both thy parents, as that terrible man said just now, thou art not wholly friendless and deserted, for I myself will be a father to thee! And in memory of this dreadful night, and the death from which I have, been the means of preserving thee, thou shalt bear the name of THAMES DARRELL. With each step his heartbeat increased exponentially. "But, if I should not return, take this purse to Edgeworth Bess. Sir John felt that after all forty-five was not so very old. She knew the significance: the red corpuscle was being burnt out by the fires of alcohol.
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