I always told you some accident would happen. Uttering a faint scream, she sank backwards, and would have fallen, if it had not been for the interposition of Blueskin, who, at that moment, staggered into the room with a candle in one hand, and the bottle in the other. Just as he had told Gerald would be the case, there was nothing of interest to hear, especially as he had met the girl in London only last night. "Oh, lud! what's that?" exclaimed a female voice, from an adjoining room. At least I rather hoped I might spend my time chasing smugglers, which would have afforded some excitement. Here it is. .
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