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Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. While he was dragged along in the manner just described, Thames looked around to ascertain, if possible, where he was; for he did not put entire faith in Jonathan's threat of sending him to the round-house, and apprehensive of something even worse than imprisonment. “I liked him, and I never undeceived him.

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