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It was a sickening process, and the sucking sound was sure to wake up Ray’s mother. You have been to me like a mother, not only a wetnurse. ’ About to hurry from the little parlour, Melusine remembered Mrs Ibstock. Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. If I could but——” To escape from her thoughts she began to undress, humming a light tune to herself, though her eyes were hot with unshed tears, and the sobs kept rising in her throat. Her lover, Darrell, has embarked upon the Thames, where, if he's not capsized by the squall, (for it's blowing like the devil,) he stands a good chance of getting his throat cut by his pursuers—ha! ha! I tracked 'em to the banks of the river, and should have followed to see it out, if the watermen hadn't refused to take me.
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