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She took his hand in hers. “Eight, Cavendish Square. " "I'm satisfied with your assurance," replied the carpenter, drily. She sat in deep thought for a moment or two, and then nodding briskly, dipped the pen in the ink again and began to write. Acting upon this humane determination, he impelled himself slowly backwards,—for he did not dare to face the blast,—and with incredible labour and fatigue reached the crevice. For a few moments Mr. Miss Miniver learned of her flight and got her address from the Widgetts. “Well, what is it?” “Montague Hill is recovering consciousness,” he said.
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