After this occurence, not a word was exchanged between them until they came in sight of the sloop, which was lying at anchor off Wapping. His complexion was pale; and there was something sinister in the expression of his large black eyes. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. Living, he knew that he would never send that letter.
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