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" "Take hence this boy, then," rejoined Trenchard; "his looks unman me. CHAPTER XVII. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. It might be three yards in width, and a few more in length; but it was covered with ooze and slime, and the waves continually broke over it. "The blood that has been spilt is that of his wife. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. Anna’s face however was wholly impassive.
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