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"It's the boy's death-warrant," observed Jonathan, with a sinister smile. ’ ‘She’s as clothheaded as you,’ Roding retorted, but he slipped an arm about the lady’s waist and gave her a quick squeeze. She held it away from her with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of strangers. Come with me to the Condemned Hold directly, and, if I find my fears confirmed, I'll—" He was here interrupted by the sudden entrance of the black, who rushed precipitately into the room, letting fall the heavy bunch of keys in his fright. Her stifled misery had betrayed her. In the first place, Mrs. “I saw him stagger and sink down, and the pistol was smoking still in my hand.
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