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“You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up. “Dear me! I wonder what I ought to do. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. ” She smiled at him broadly and kissed his cheek. " "Help me through at all hazards, Poll," cried Jack, straining towards the opening.
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