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The next moment, a heavy plunge told that the fugitive had been consigned to the waves. ” He stared at a little eddy. Wood, glancing angrily at her husband. The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of mote-swimming light. "Now—begin. She drew a chair to the window and stared at the splendour of the tropical night. “I won’t pretend,” he said, “that this is an accident. While the strife raged between the principals, the watermen in the larger wherry were occupied in stemming the force of the torrent, and endeavouring to keep the boats, they had lashed together, stationary.
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