I don't know; I really don't know," she found herself repeating. We shall both, I hope, live to enjoy our shares—long after Thames Darrell is forgotten—ha! ha! A third of your estate I accept. How she had coveted her mother’s beauty and sought to emulate it, if only to please her. This smile was more harrowing even than her former rigid look. 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.
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