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Wet as he was, he felt if he lay down in the grass, he should perish with cold; while, if he sought a night's lodging in any asylum, his dress, stained with blood and covered with dirt, would infallibly cause him to be secured and delivered into the hands of justice. ” He followed up a line of thought. I ought to stay the night through; but I'm late now for an operation at the hospital. "This is the explanation of the bloody deed. “I have learned that. “I never dreamt!” she said. I'm about to ring for supper. Disengaging his right arm, Jonathan struck his victim a tremendous blow on the head with the bludgeon, that fractured his skull; and, exerting all his strength, threw him over the rails, to which he clung with the tenacity of despair. “Will you come this way,” she said, “into the drawing-room? There is no one there just now. ” “Well,” she said, “has there not been some reason for this? The likeness to Annabel could scarcely have escaped remark. Catching hold of his chin, he bent back the neck, while with his left hand he pulled out a clasp knife, which he opened with his teeth, and grasping Wild's head with his arm, notwithstanding his resistance, cut deeply into his throat.
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