CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought. "Hark 'ee, Ben," said the old sailor, knocking the ashes from his pipe upon the hob; "you may try, but dash my timbers if you'll ever cross the Thames to-night. The expression, however, which would chiefly have interested a beholder, was that of settled and profound melancholy. But now confound it! how can you prevent it? I will kiss you. "The pocket-book you prigged contained the letters I wanted. Plainly.
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