" "I'll give you something better worth keeping," she answered, detaching the ornament from her neck, and presenting it to him; "this contains a lock of my hair, and may remind you sometimes of your little sister. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. " "Poor Jack!" sighed Thames. " "Holloa! my hearty!" cried Ben, starting to his feet. Bottles and glasses usurped the place of dishes and plates.
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