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"Is your master at home?" inquired the jailer. ‘You are not at all stupid. You called yourself a murderess. “Why destroy me, child? There are so many secrets I 231 could tell you. But, suppose I've no place to lock 'em up in, how then?" Quilt looked a little perplexed. Alas! that the punishment of his offences should fall on her head. . Mr. At the cost of quite a number of torn drafts she succeeded in evolving this: “DEAR MR.
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