So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. I am going to take you entirely at your word. Give way, and let us render what assistance we can to the poor wretch. Now, will you stand aside?" "I won't," answered Jack, obstinately. Your fingers are even now as stiff as a schoolgirl’s. Hastening to the spot where he had tied his horse to a tree, he vaulted into the saddle, and rode off across the fields,—for he was fearful of encountering the hostile party,—till he reached the Edgeware Road. I am a murderer.
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