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A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. "Another such attempt," said the latter, "and you are a dead man. The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. I can't spare you at present. Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. I know now that I was mistaken. ” “I could have said more.
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