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I must go to-night, or I shall never behold him again. She regarded the young man coldly. He heard the panting of the donkey-engine, then the slithering of the anchor chains. CHAPTER III. If he could keep it up—style and calibre of imagination—within a year the name of Taber would become widely known.
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