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Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. CHAPTER XVI. "I love you like a son, and will follow you like a dog. She bent down. I had a sort of idea,” he went on, “that you were starting life all over again, and it seemed awfully plucky. Have I your final answer?" "You have, Sir Rowland," she answered, in a feeble tone, but firmly. Though Gerald must suppose it was inevitable she should eventually come here. If you don’t think it would be a social outrage, perhaps I might walk with you to your railway station. “My friend,” she said, “no! Let me tell you this. The unequal battle went on. Fly! fly!" "Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears. Wood, then, beheld two persons, one of whom he recognised as Rowland, spring on board the chase. I've a shrewd guess where he's taken refuge; but I'll ferret him out.
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