. 1. He had abandoned his oars, and the boat was drifting with the stream towards the enemy. Wish SHE”—he indicated Miss Klegg’s back with a nod—“was at the bottom of the sea. Time wore on somewhat slowly with the prisoner, who had to control his impatience in the best way he could; but as the shades of evening were darkening, the door was unlocked, and Mr. “Loneliness,” she said, “is a luxury which I never permit myself.
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