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What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours. Lucy treaded down two steps, stunned. God had never answered any of her prayers. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast. Even in the daylight, it had a sombre and suspicious air, and seemed to slink back from the adjoining houses, as if afraid of their society. "However, I will be there. "Thames, I entreat—" "Your wishes are my laws, beloved, girl," replied Kneebone, bowing profoundly. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. ’ He did as she bid him, and was very soon rewarded by the discovery of an oval miniature, encased in gold. Capes was an exceptionally fair man of two or three-and-thirty, so ruddily blond that it was a mercy he had escaped light eyelashes, and with a minor but by no means contemptible reputation of his own.
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