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And I suppose it is too much to expect that any entirely English young lady would be prepared to tolerate me for the remainder of my life. The picture of her flashed across the doctor's vision magically. Do help me, Lady Ferringhall. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. If they hadn't sent for me, you'd have pegged out before morning. Nothing disheartened by this survey, Jack set to work upon the lock, which he attacked with all his implements;—now attempting to pick it with the nail;— now to wrench it off with the bar: but all without effect. “Don’t you understand? It is I whom you cared for in Paris, not Anna.
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