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Cold drops stood upon Wood's brow, as he encountered this obstacle. "Your son is a lad of spirit, Mr. Her lover, Darrell, has embarked upon the Thames, where, if he's not capsized by the squall, (for it's blowing like the devil,) he stands a good chance of getting his throat cut by his pursuers—ha! ha! I tracked 'em to the banks of the river, and should have followed to see it out, if the watermen hadn't refused to take me. I deemed it more prudent to send him to the Dark House than to bring him here, in case of any search after him by his adoptive father—the carpenter Wood. \"No, but thank you. Is that it? I thought this very pretty. ” “The explanation seems to me to be reasonably simple,” Annabel said coldly. ” He turned to the waiter, who held a wine-card. Nor was this impression removed as he stole a glance at Mrs.
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