It was a purse. Open the window, Thames, and call for assistance. “Come on. ” “Thanks, honey. " "Not now," returned Thames, impatiently. What a mercy that the blow aimed at her by the ruffian, Wild, though it brought her to the brink of the grave, should have restored her to reason! Ah! she stirs. So, while she watched, distressed and bewildered by her tumbling thoughts, the packet, Canton bound, ruffled the placid waters of the Pearl River.
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