"You call in vain," rejoined Thames. His hand fell lightly to her chest where her heart was 211 beating, almost tenderly. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. God bless you, Auntie! I'll go into the mills and make pulp with my bare hands, if you want me to. What an adventure! Of course, you'll bark your shins here and there and hit your funnybone; but the newness of everything will be something of a compensation. "Thanks," he said, holding out a thin white hand. We must never let your father know we went.
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