” He leaned back in his chair as though wearied. “Why should it matter?” he said. "Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by a solemn oath to fulfil it. It resembled Mardi Gras, and she thought disdainfully of New Orleans. "Before to-morrow morning I will ascertain what has become of Thames, or perish in the attempt. Tears began to stream from her cheeks.
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