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"Mr. . Rowland felt himself sinking beneath the powerful
grasp of his enemy. "Ah! what is that?" he cried, pointing
to a dark object floating near them amid the boiling waves, and which presented
a frightful resemblance to a human face. Paris, always beautiful even in the darkness, glittered
away to the horizon. But then you're an adopted
son, and that makes all the difference. And, now, to find a messenger. He was almost frightening in silhouette, his
hair uncontrollable under the best of circumstances, but
that changed when you saw his face. “The doctor has asked me to give them my
reasons—for shooting myself. ’
***
Martha sniffed dolefully, scrubbing at her reddened eyes with a large square of
damp linen.
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