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“It’s like this,” he said, and dragged a stool beside her and sat down with his elbow four inches from hers and made a sketch. The unfortunate prisoner, meanwhile, who was not informed of the respite, languished in his horrible dungeon, and, at the expiration of three weeks, became so seriously indisposed that it was feared he could not long survive. Also she made little pussy-like sounds of a reassuring nature. He looked around, and as he heard that deafening shout,— as he felt the influence of those thousand eyes fixed upon him,—as he listened to the cheers, all his misgivings—if he had any—vanished, and he felt more as if he were marching to a triumph, than proceeding to a shameful death. ” He made a little noise in his throat as if something had cried out within him, and for a time they were both too full for speech. “Bother it all!” she swore.
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