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"She has not returned, then?" said Captain Acton. "It's one of the gold pieces your uncle hid away. Come on, now we'll see that Croaker throw a fit." He strayed into the beech grove sighing, striving to realize all that had suddenly happened to him. Never in all his dreams had he imagined such a face could belong to mortal girl. He must see her again—yes, he must see her soon again—perhaps speak with her. The very thought of it made him dizzy..
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