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” His eyes were burning. " "'Zounds! Captain, I shall get my death of cold. I die happy—quite happy in beholding you. Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. ‘Now see here, missie. He was a stranger.
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