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She never touched the manuscript with pencil, but jotted down her notes on slips of paper and left them where he might easily find them. The girl who had just left the room was as great a mystery to him now as on the afternoon when he had met her in Piccadilly and taken her to tea. She thrashed and screamed as he wrestled her back towards the bed. In an instant, she turned on him. "I did see them on the platform of the bridge—the child and his preserver! They were not struck by the fallen ruin, nor whelmed in the roaring flood,—or, if they were, they escaped as I escaped. Upon this young fellow's face there were no wrinkles, only shadows, in the hollows of the cheeks and under the eyes.
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