I want to talk to you, and I must return tomorrow. "You are arrested for high treason," rejoined Wild, presenting a pistol at his head, while he drew forth a parchment,—"here is my warrant. I loitered in the shop as you chatted with the butcher’s girl. Here and there, patches of flesh adhered to the bones, and the dank dripping hair hanging about what had once been the face, gave it a ghastly appearance. She was only a few yards from the door, but lacked the courage to rise and fly.
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