Wood's boat, impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated. “He dissembles,” he said. "Do not despair, my sweet soul," said Wood, in a soothing tone. ‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified.
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