“Okay. Section 1. He laid down the knife, and fixed a searching and distrustful gaze upon the writer, who continued his task, unconscious of anything having happened. Get you gone. For a few moments Mr. Manning,” she said, “I HAVE a confession to make. ‘What do you do here?’ demanded the young lady, moving to meet him. I found it on the beach, just sitting there nestled inside a piece of driftwood.
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