" "I am calm—quite calm, Rowland," she answered, with lips whose agitation belied her words. He could lose himself for hours at a time. I'll tote it myself. It was a unique experience for her to wash him. "Put about, waterman, for God's sake!" cried Wood, whose humanity got the better of every personal consideration; "some one is overboard. " The prison bars of circumstance, they no longer encompassed her. She twisted her fingers tightly. But they found him on the veranda when they returned from McClintock's that evening.
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