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The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. I can get that at the bar," the manager said, curtly. Hitchings, who seem to be absolutely engrossed in one another, and a boy of about seventeen, who no sooner got here than he discovered that he wanted to see a man in the promenade and disappeared. ‘But then again, possibly not. "You are Ruth?" "Yes," said Ruth, stirred by anger and bitterness and astonishment. "Hark 'ee, Ben," said the old sailor, knocking the ashes from his pipe upon the hob; "you may try, but dash my timbers if you'll ever cross the Thames to-night.

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