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There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. ” He looked at her intently. Fly! fly!" "Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears. One of your aunts died, I believe, and the other removed to London. Notwithstanding her emaciation, her features still retained something of a pleasing expression, and might have been termed beautiful, had it not been for that repulsive freshness of lip denoting the habitual dram-drinker; a freshness in her case rendered the more shocking from the almost livid hue of the rest of her complexion. It appeared from what he said that he had been captured when asleep,—that his liquor had been drugged,—otherwise, he would never have allowed himself to be taken alive. Have the goodness to affix your name to that memorandum, Sir Rowland.
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