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"No, I don't. . He was not, it seemed, the proper stipendiary at all, and there had been some demur to his jurisdiction that had ruffled him. Only an undermaid I was then. To-morrow night —or rather to-night, for we are fast verging on another day—I propose to lure him out of the house by a stratagem which I am sure will prove infallible; and, then, what so easy as to knock him on the head. " "What am I to do to earn it?" asked Blueskin, with a disgusting leer,—"cut a throat—or throw myself at your feet—eh, my dear?" "Give me that child," returned the lady, with difficulty overcoming the loathing inspired by the ruffian's familiarity. He was vaguely uneasy; he knew not what about. ’ ‘But two letters,’ put in the woman. She came very near that night to resolving that she would return to her home next morning.
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