"Thames!—Thames!" cried Winifred, rushing to the window. Wood, with a look meant to reduce her supposed rival to the dust. He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. Nothing stronger than water has passed my lips for years.
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