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I——” She threw herself into an easy chair. Better come another morning. At the recollection that it was his, she seemed to fall through a thin surface, as one might fall through the crust of a lava into glowing depths. ’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it. . As soon as she reached this spot, Wild sprang ashore, and was joined by several persons, —among whom was Quilt Arnold, leading a horse by the bridle,—he hastened down the stairs to meet him. Everything. The priceless things were gathered, the belongings packed. Even in her own sorry skin-and-bones state of wraithlike pallor and gray under eye circles she was drawing unwanted attention from would-be admirers. She veiled her emotion by taking off his overcoat. The woollen-draper looked at his watch. “You haven’t seen him in three hundred years?” He asked. Spurlock relaxed, suddenly, and sank deeply into his pillows. We’ve brought a carriage to take you back to London, and I’ve settled with Trodger, who has just given me a coherent account of the affair. [Illustration: Distinctive Pictures Corporation.
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