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They carried no more than bare subsistence wages; and they demanded all her time and energy. And now, my love," she added, with a relenting look, "I'm content to make up our quarrel. And he had gone away without knowing the truth! "My proa boys are ready; the wind is brisk; and in an hour we shall be beyond all pursuit. "Heaven have mercy on his soul!" ejaculated Wood.
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