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"Take her," cried Jonathan; and, flinging the now inanimate body of the poor widow, who had fainted in the struggle, into the arms of Thames, he leapt through the window, and by the time the latter could consign her to Wood, and dart after him, he had disappeared. "He will be murdered!—Help!" "My child!—my love!" cried Wood, dragging her forcibly back. “Really, Sir John,” she said, “I don’t know how to thank you. It might be that the boy had taken one drink too many, or someone had given him knock-out drops. "I've seen him some years ago, I believe," answered Wood; "and, though he must be much changed by this time, I dare say I should know him again. His perception of her personal beauty deepened and quickened with each encounter. I—I hurt myself. She seemed to have no idea whatever of the emotional states that were becoming to her age and position. “You should quit.
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