By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. Now there is none. "He will kill me," cried Thames. "Holloa—what's that?" cried Austin, starting up. "I can't hold it much longer—it'll break my wrist. By the side of her plate was a small key. He whispered in her ear. "I alone am to blame. She has an excellent remedy for a sprain. 6. Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently. Meantime, a change had taken place in the weather.
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