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“My dear boy,” she exclaimed. She stood without motion and without strength. My poor brain is so mixed, dear, I hardly know what I am saying. He sat down. "Another moment, and it'll be too late. " But as no answer was returned, he trust his arm up to the shoulder into the hole, and with some little difficulty and exertion of strength, drew forth Thames Darrell. Through this, his last trial, Jack's spirits never deserted him. " "But you will,—won't you?" she rejoined, looking him coaxingly in the face. ’ His friend held it out of the way.
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