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She saw his face change, how he regretted. 59 He was not present during the night the next morning, or the next, or the next. Wood's boat, impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated. ” He said. " "But, Mac. "Do you know what you make me think of?" "What?" "As if you had stepped out of some old family album. "Thanks to you," said the doctor. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. " "You!" "Didn't I tell you that the fugitive Darrell gave me a glove! But we'll speak of this hereafter.
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