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‘It weren’t my wish, miss, I can tell you that. ‘The man’s gone,’ her old nurse told her, when she had recovered a little. A forgotten island beyond the ship lanes, where that grim Hand would falter and move blindly in its search for him! From what he had read, there wouldn't be much to do; and in the idle hours he could write. It was Jack, wasn’t it?’ ‘Aye, s-sir. He was in evening dress: swallow-tailed coat and white tie. Wood, contemptuously. She pulled her hand away quickly.
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