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While he was thus occupied, he felt a rough grasp upon his arm, and presently afterwards Ben's lips approached close to his ear. "He sails to-morrow morning in the very vessel by which I start," replied Jack. White leaned forward in her chair with an anxious smile designed to throw oil upon the troubled waters. Women never throw themselves into each other's arms; they calculate the distance and the damage perfectly. Such a mystery as you have set up.
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