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“Dear friend,” she said, “this is a matter which you must leave to me to do as I think best. This island was the one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the Hand had forgotten him. She wanted to kiss his feet. “May I sit beside you?” “It’s a very difficult one,” said her aunt.
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