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You haven’t an idea what the sort of employment you could get there would be like, the sort of people you would be mixed up with. With a cry of distress, she dropped the pistol and flew after him, racing past him to the door. “If only I could afford another!” she thought regretfully. But the aunt seized her in her arms and rocked with her. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. "I want to speak to Edgeworth Bess myself. In his desire to be emphatic and to avenge himself for his over-night distresses, he speedily became brutal, more brutal than she had ever known him before. All the rest of his existence was subordinate to this pursuit; he lived for it, worked for it, kept himself in training for it. For although I must confess it reads very much like an application or a testimonial or some such thing as that, I can assure you I am writing this in fear and trembling with a sinking heart.
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