"And, oh! forgive me, though I can never forgive myself, for the misery I have caused you. It was now whitening, hissing, and seething like an enormous cauldron. " "God help me, what a muddle!" The cigar crumbled in Spurlock's hand. So, while she watched, distressed and bewildered by her tumbling thoughts, the packet, Canton bound, ruffled the placid waters of the Pearl River. “The Miss Pellissier who was at White’s with us. I thought perhaps you were staying with them, as you did not seem particularly anxious to recognize your old friends.
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