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"I'm at your mercy, Poll," rejoined Kneebone, abjectly. One of the coolies held the paper lantern. Her cheeks were aflame. And as he gave back the portfolio to Sir Rowland he contrived, unobserved, to slip the precious document into his sleeve, and from thence into his pocket. ” “Oh!” he said, in a colorless tone, and with his eyes on her face.
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