Wood's anxiety respecting the fugitive was speedily relieved by hearing another waterman busy himself in preparation for starting; and, shortly after, the dip of a second pair of oars sounded upon the river. She tolerated spitballs in her curly hair and had to buy a new backpack when hers was stolen. “Really? Like 37 who?” “Corinne Carver, for one. ” The three men, who had arrived within a minute or two of one another, received her little speech in dead silence.
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