Wood's boat, impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated. " "I'm convinced of it," replied Shotbolt; "and it was on that very account I came here. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. ” She put her face closer to his. I'm a graybeard, an old bachelor; so I am accorded certain privileges. He did not look at her directly, though she fantasized that she could 141 feel his stares from the back of the class on occasion.
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