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By this time, the churchyard was crowded with spectators, some of whom dispersed in different directions in quest of the other robber. It’s artificially chance. No one spoke, and she was impelled to flounder on. Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him. “I have the right of the man who loves you,” he declared. But you have, haven’t you?’ He tutted again. Drenched to the skin,—in fact, he had been lying in a bed of muddy water,—and chilled to the very bone, he felt so stiff, that he could scarcely move. ” “I am really curious,” she persisted.
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