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Wood, "it may be poisoned. I was resolved to see you. "As an honest Chinaman. Is this man Hill dead?” She shook her head. ‘Lover’s tiff indeed. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. I would have liked to know. Wood. ‘Sir?’ enquired the lad. —Strype's Stow. “How do you know—why do you think that my name is Anna?” He smiled in a quietly superior way. ” She said. The name of this damsel was Edgeworth Bess; and, as her fascinations will not, perhaps, be found to be without some influence upon the future fortunes of her boyish admirer, we have thought it worth while to be thus particular in describing them.
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