Advancing to the middle of the chamber, he halted, drew himself up, and fixed his dark, expressive eyes, on Thames Darrell. It was eleven o'clock. The skipper obeyed, and in another moment, they swept through the narrow lock. Wouldn't take my advice. Her sister had told him that it was true. Some shadow of reserve seemed to have crept up between them.
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