'—'No fear o' that,' thought I. While he was swinging in mid air, Thames regarded his uncle with a stern look, and cried in a menacing voice, "We shall meet again. "Nobody composes any more, nobody paints, nobody writes—I mean, on a par with what we've just heard. ‘And it is not only a question of her identity, but a matter of her life as well.
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