"Give me your hand, Poll, to help me through," cried Jack, as he accomplished the operation. Some day I shall come back, and I will show you on canvas the things which have come to me up here amongst the eternal silence. And he could not return this love. " "God forbid!" exclaimed Wood, fervently; and, as if afraid of prolonging the interview, he added, with some precipitation, "But I must be going: I've stayed here too long already. “I am under police surveillance,” she said. " "A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. It was no use.
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