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“Martin, I don’t know what to say. It was in her eyes—the big thing that comes but once. I do not desire to extenuate my guilt—far less to defend it; but I would show you, and such as you —who, happily, are exempted from trials like mine—how much misery has to do with crime. One glance through the window at that picturesque head had been sufficient. By and by he gathered enough courage to lean toward her. The echo of those kindly words seemed still to ring in her ears. Paul's, hanging like a black cloud in the air; and nearer to him he remarked the golden ball on the summit of the College of Physicians, compared by Garth to a "gilded pill. You are a detective?" "Yes. All the turnkeys rose to salute the thief-taker, whose habitually-sullen countenance looked gloomier than usual. "So it appears," replied Marvel. But you must come this way now.
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