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He loved her passionately, even to madness, and must win her. But he never would have sought to win her at the price of her reason, had he foreseen the blow his stratagem must deal her. He must turn robber to rescue himself from a life-term of imprisonment as a debtor, and he could not steal his friend's ship without stealing his daughter too, because he knew that his act of piracy would as effectually end all chance of his possessing her as a wife as though she lay as dead as Juliet in her tomb.,

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"The Minorca!" shouted Captain Acton. "The day before yesterday! And you received a young lady from her?",

"Good-bye, Sir William," said Lucy, and in silence the two gentlemen watched her walk to the gate and pass out.,

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