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" At the sound of his voice every vestige of colour fled from Winifred's cheeks, and the work upon which she was engaged fell from her hand. "Stir a foot, at your peril. It may be useful to you. He seemed to be labouring under some great excitement. "I don't know how it is," he added in a low voice to Thames, as they were left alone, "but I've a strange foreboding of ill. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. Who but you would have dreamed of giving the boy such a name? Why, it's the name of a river, not a Christian. ‘Now then,’ said the captain sternly, ‘I’m not going to ask you what you’re doing here. Fortunately, the window was not far from the ground; so opening it gently, he dropped into a backyard, and from thence got into the street.
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