’ She spoke with difficulty, holding down the rising emotion that threatened to overwhelm her. The knife is at my breast. Understand me! I forbid it. He halted,—looked fearfully around,—stopped again, and exclaimed aloud, "I don't like the job; and yet it must be done, or Mr. A diversion was created by the violent struggles of the little old lady.
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