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Milky sunlight spilled on the floor. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. He was going to tell me something— and he shut up. It is to take place to-night. Alcohol— would you believe it?—steadies his nerves and keens his brain: which is against the laws of gravitation, you might say. You go cheer him up. "Is Thames returned from London?" "Not yet," replied the other; "but I expect him every minute. The path he had selected conducted him to his mother's humble dwelling. One day she had thrown all the gifts into the lagoon, and visited the secret nook no more. Good-bye, aunt.
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