Preparations were next made for taking Thames on board. "I don't know how it is," he added in a low voice to Thames, as they were left alone, "but I've a strange foreboding of ill. In privacy he read and reread it a dozen times, and eventually destroyed it by fire. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. Ennison stood by her side. "You hear that," cried Mrs.
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