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"Not in the least," returned Kneebone, slyly, "not in the least. And for many years, that was the way it was. Her expression was a little changed, less innocent, more discerning. Wood. That dress! Only a man—and an unworldly one—would have permitted you to proceed on your adventure dressed in a gown thirty years out of date. We have him as safe as a linnet in a cage; and could wring his neck round as easily. Even now, during the recurring doubts of the future, the thought of the island was repellent. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she panted, shifting wildly in his hold, so that he had all to do to keep her thus imprisoned. "I'll see.

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