It was an impulse. . But one must disguise oneself. She felt she was now near her boy, and, nothing doubting her ability to rescue him from his perilous situation, she breathed a fervent prayer for his deliverance; and bending her steps towards the tavern in question, revolved within her mind as she walked along the best means of accomplishing her purpose. Sheppard's weight had destroyed the equilibrium of the plank: it swerved, and slowly descended. He had not joined Orchestra in favor of Basketball. Recovery impossible. She crooked her finger. " "On no account," rejoined Wood peremptorily.
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