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” “You won’t!” said Ann Veronica; with the clearest note of determination. "I'll have my cot in here," said Spurlock to Ruth, "where this table is. Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. He did not have to. ‘No, but I seen the light, sir. ” “What?” “That’s the devil of it!” “Devil of what?. "Not so;" answered Wild. “He fell over at my feet,” she continued. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements. "I shouldn't wonder," replied Mrs. Clearing the few impediments in his way, he soon reached the condemned pew, where it had once been his fate to sit; and extending himself on the seat endeavoured to snatch a moment's repose. She looked down at him and saw that the sunlight was gleaming from his cheeks, and that all over his cheeks was a fine golden down of delicate hairs.
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