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"Come, come, Jack," said Thames, walking up to Sheppard, and taking his hand, "have done with this. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. It shall be your wedding ring. I did not know how he would act if I obstructed him. " "But I never told you how the natives fished. ” “I am afraid I have not been very nice,” she said sadly.
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