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" "Never!" replied the woollen-draper; "and if that treacherous rascal, by your side, doesn't make himself scarce quickly, I'll send a bullet through his brain. In vain Wood protested his innocence. "Poor creature!" ejaculated Wood. The houses overhung in a frightful manner, and looked as if the next gust would precipitate them into the river. He backed away from her. “I suppose you’re like the rest of them. Spurling, hastening to the rescue. ’ She tossed her head. "The men. My janizaries shall go with me. Oh, Heavens; that I should have ever indulged a hope of happiness while that terrible man lives!" "Compose yourself, Joan," said Wood; "all will yet be well.
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