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The bewildered man stared at her as though he was himself bereft of reason. Amazement, confusion, love, pity, horror, doubt were amongst the expressions which ran through his countenance like shadow chasing shadow. Just here a step sounded on the gravel outside and a knock fell on the door. Maurice opened the door and in stepped Anson. "Is the ship in sight?" exclaimed the Admiral..
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