Wood strained his eyes to catch a glimpse of the flying skiff. Before there is any change, any real change, I shall be dead—dead—dead and finished—two hundred years!. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. Wood, when he does return, I'd send him about his business. ’ The smile vanished. And me, I wish to know why you have seen him.
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