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” He rowed a stroke and watched the swirl of water from his oar broaden and die away. "And so you've given up all hope of escaping, eh, Jack?" remarked Hogarth. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. "I'll tell you a dream I had last night," continued the unfortunate being. Like a nightmare memory that returned again and again to haunt her.
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