Feeling rather exhausted, it occurred to him that possibly some provisions might have been left by the constable; and, looking about, he perceived a pitcher of water and a small brown loaf on the floor. "My friends need not fear my return. Instantly she seized the poker and made a desperate effort to get them out again. The fatal shower, from which he and his little charge escaped uninjured, had stricken his assailant and precipitated him into the boiling gulf. Here was a little corner of the past—a tragic corner.
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