There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. Wood's boat, impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated. "Aha!" exclaimed Jonathan, acting upon the information he had obtained from Wood; "I have found you at last.
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