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The packets were hastily broken open; and, while Wood was absorbed in the perusal of the despatch addressed to him by Sir Rowland, Thames sought out, and found the letter which he had been prevented from finishing on the fatal night at Jonathan Wild's. We will go to Ostend by the early morning boat and choose a hiding place from there. But I don’t care; I haven’t a spark of shame. “By God! Ann Veronica,” he said, sighing deeply. Her attenuated arms were crossed upon her breast; and her black brows and eyelashes contrasted fearfully with the livid whiteness of her skin. In the beginning it was a dictionary. My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads. I’m glad you could come. But a total stranger, a man you never saw twentyfour hours ago! It can't be thought of. I have been stupid and foolish. ’ ‘I was called in, ma’am, to catch a French spy—at least, that is what Pottiswick thought. ’ ‘It is true,’ insisted the lady. I think you’re wrong. I’M shaken. But you belong to me—and I want you.

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