‘Bon. Leave me behind: I'm not afraid. These were yarns! As he was about to slip the manuscripts into the envelope, something caught his eye: by Howard Spurlock. Drenched to the skin,—in fact, he had been lying in a bed of muddy water,—and chilled to the very bone, he felt so stiff, that he could scarcely move. And now I find, when it is too late, that I might have deserved you—that I am as well born as Thames Darrell. The room was dark and dusty.
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