" "Can I trust him?" mused Jack. I begin to fear I might be purposely go out of the way. Easy enough. " Thames hastily cast his eyes over it, and transferred it, with a look of incredulity, to Wood. She could not be more than twenty; and though want and other suffering had done the work of time, had wasted her frame, and robbed her cheek of its bloom and roundness, they had not extinguished the lustre of her eyes, nor thinned her raven hair.
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