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The loneliness of the place somewhat depressed her. " "Unpossible, master," rejoined Ben; "the tide's running down like a mill-sluice, and the wind's right in our teeth. But if I were you, I shouldn't warn Spurlock. In that sense, my strategy worked. Prudence. She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. “I have given it up,” she answered.
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