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He caught his breath and stood with lifted face, as the white light swept it, lingered on it, drew from it reluctantly. "And did he shoot your quail?" asked Scroggie. They went on board the several vessels lying in the harbour, but the answer they received was that of the wharf: Miss Lucy Acton had not been seen, or at all events noticed..
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