"My God! will you see your child strangled before your eyes, and not so much as scream for help?" said Wood, staring at the widow with a look of surprise and horror. Curses light on the horse!" he added, seizing the bridle of his steed, who continued snorting and shivering, as if still under the influence of some unaccountable alarm; "what can ail him?" "I know what ails him, your honour," rejoined the groom, riding up as he spoke; "he's seen somethin' not o' this world. "How long will he be laid up?" "Three or four weeks, if he doesn't peg out during the night. ’ ‘Tchah!’ He glared at her. C. My nerves were in rags. " "Why not?" "I am a thief, a hunted man. Here, Jem, take the gentleman's horse to the stable—see him dressed and fed directly. Come along with us in the morning.
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