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The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. CHAPTER II. “I say!” he said, without any movement. ‘You imbecile. It ran in rivulets down her face, penetrating her hood and the thick quilting of her coat. She was quite a beauty, all in white, and I can still see how much you resemble her. After quarter of an hour, she followed. Now, the reward?" "I have but an ill-furnished purse. The girl’s gaze met his in interested inquiry.
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