He laughed once or twice at himself as he paced backwards and forwards. Sir Rowland, who had continued absorbed in thought, with his eyes fixed upon the sloop, as she made her way slowly down the river, disembarked more leisurely. Because here was the haven for which she had been blindly groping: the positive abolition of all her father's rights in her—the right to drag her back. Nobody toys with me. She looked and felt like a fairy princess.
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