“Here is my card. ” “Perhaps,” he said, “you had better let me have your key, and I will go up and explore. She dared not say the word aloud, not even to herself. The young male, as she had actually seen him, had been of the sailor type, hard-bitten, primordial, ruthless. Your name?" "Owen Wood," replied the carpenter; "I've no reason to be ashamed of it. Anna sighed as she reflected that her sister had simply revelled in her indiscretions. “So you are extremely strong. I should as soon think of trusting a woman. It has all been a mistake. ’ ‘Parbleu,’ exclaimed the girl, jumping up in some dudgeon.
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