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’ ‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. She went to the post-office and drew out and sent off her money to Ramage. "Aw, piffle!" he said, half aloud and rather disgustedly, as he stepped out into the sunshine. They sat down at the dining room table which seemed empty and 259 huge in the stark, white-walled room. “Yes, I will go,” she promised, with a queer little smile. He is an awfully good sort— and now he has come to me to help him if I can. But he could only discern a black and shapeless mass, floating upon the water at a little distance, which, to his bewildered fancy, appeared absolutely standing still. ‘What is this proof?’ ‘I will not tell you. Nor is Theresa, or even Thérèse.

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