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I don’t want to Bowdlerize Shakespeare. I wonder, Ann Veronica, if, when our time comes, we shall be any wiser?” Ann Veronica watched a water-beetle fussing across the green depths. “Lucy!” He whispered into her ear beneath a dusty curtain cloud. Soot was everywhere, for the lamp would not stay trimmed in the gale. Wood's anxiety respecting the fugitive was speedily relieved by hearing another waterman busy himself in preparation for starting; and, shortly after, the dip of a second pair of oars sounded upon the river. "I guess who you mean," rejoined Shotbolt. She seemed to think he was merely the paymaster, handing over the means of her freedom. She could visualize the picture she had presented, particularly the battered papier-mâché kitbag at her feet. " Her attitude now entirely sisterly, he ceased to be afraid of her; there was never anything in her eyes (so far as he could see) but friendly interest in all he said or did. If this is true, it must be owned that the boy's mouth showed a strong tendency on his part to coarse indulgence.
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