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. The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. Later in the evening she heard him whistling, poor man! She felt very restless and excited. Her secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a white, fantastically white, maiden. “I hope that you are going to allow me to see something of you during your stay in London, for the sake of old times. " The hint was not lost upon Wood. The chance it is the same for both. "My God! will you see your child strangled before your eyes, and not so much as scream for help?" said Wood, staring at the widow with a look of surprise and horror.
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