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“I’d chuck this lark right off if I were you, Vee,” he said. The next moment, a heavy plunge told that the fugitive had been consigned to the waves. “Only it is much too late for you to be out alone. The beachcomber, the lowest in the human scale; and some day he would enter into this estate. He has always plenty of evidence in reserve. The last thing that she remembered was her eyes crossing as she tried to focus upon the crunch of leaves as she lay heaving upon them, dampening them further with the outpouring of her sweat as it leaked from her clothing. The fashions of the day have become antiquated. If ever he requires my services, he shall find I'm not ungrateful.
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