It was the gratification of an immense necessity. “Look here,” he said, protruding his eyes; “why get anything to do at all just yet? Why, if you must be free, why not do the sensible thing? Make yourself worth a decent freedom. When it's done, I'll push you through. Marry, come up! I'll show him what an injured wife can do. Lord bless you marm! we sees plenty on 'em in our purfession. She married my Dad in a small ceremony down at City Hall. She smiled. She drew a breath, and sighed it out. The servants had left the room. Not alone with her, that’s sure. He then arose, and, taking a few turns in the chamber, stopped suddenly before her. The door crashed back against the wall inside and both men hurtled into the room, weapons at the ready—and stopped dead.
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