And, come what will, I'll balk him of the satisfaction of hanging me. Yes, it was Manningtree really secured your father. To be complete, my vengeance must be tardy. But Jack and his companion were already gone. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury.
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