"I should be sorry to proceed to extremities," continued Sheppard, again raising the pistol. That it provided proof of the girl’s identity was one thing. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen. I suppose if one were to love some one, one would feel doubtful. On Saturday he went to that there Mr Charvill’s house. Maybe the girl was telling the truth, and then again, maybe she wasn't. He paused at the bamboo curtain of her room, which was in semi-darkness. "Allow him that small grace," cried Wood. Come, make yourself scarce.
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