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I've left mine on the spikes of the New Prison, and must borrow yours. "You are an angel," she cried, with a look beaming with delight. It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current, which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away. Here was an instrument which might be of the greatest service to him in accomplishing his design. She’d prefer that I read classic literature, of course, but she only reads paperback romance novels, so she can’t exactly complain.
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