’ Her lips parted, but she did not speak. He recognized the handwriting, and turned a shade paler. She listened, her suspicions confirmed. I’d come back from the ends of the earth. "The pocket-book you prigged contained the letters I wanted. Wood's anxiety respecting the fugitive was speedily relieved by hearing another waterman busy himself in preparation for starting; and, shortly after, the dip of a second pair of oars sounded upon the river. Nothing anyone could say or do would change him.
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