“Veronique!” she cried with a rising intonation, though never before had she called Ann Veronica anything but Miss Stanley, and seized her and squeezed her and kissed her with profound emotion. She recalled that day of the typhoon and the sloop crashing on the outer reefs. We'll be upon the ban-dogs before they can shake their trotters!" And the alarm was sounded more loudly than ever. "Put down your burthen, monster!" shouted Wood, pointing an immense blunderbuss at him. He embraced her fully.
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