"I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone. But I proved it to them! Oh yeah, I told John, but I don’t think he believes me either. "Hope to. His thoughts, indeed, were too painful for utterance, and so acute were his feelings, that, for some time, they quite overcame him. Guns were impossible. “Are you with us?” said the tired woman. He saw the flames burst from the windows, and perhaps in that maddening spectacle suffered torture equivalent to some of the crimes he had committed.
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