" CHAPTER XXV. Brendon looked across the room at her thoughtfully. Killed is too kind a word. One of the sampans was hailed, and a ropeladder was lowered. It runs about gayly, it romps, it is bright and pretty, it has enormous quantities of soft hair and more power of expressing affection than its brothers. "At length I am my own master," murmured the knight, as his foot touched the strand. "I am here, you see," said the smith.
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