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Mr. By the time I had recovered myself she had gone. "Hark 'ee, Ben," said the old sailor, knocking the ashes from his pipe upon the hob; "you may try, but dash my timbers if you'll ever cross the Thames to-night. I am loved. “I am only sorry that I did not ask you to go with me. I do like to see old friends back here. His blood would be sweet with it. " She showed him the locket; and he studied the face.
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