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He took a handful of the gravelly mud, with which the platform was covered, and threw the small pebbles, one by one, towards the gleam. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. Her eyes were lit with mirth, the corners of her mouth quivered. One of the coolies held the paper lantern. "No such thing," rejoined the jailer; "he's coming on business. His deduction was correct that the beauty of Ruth Enschede could not remain hidden long even on a forgotten isle.
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