" "Ah, Jack," said Wood, shaking his head, "where there's a will there's a way. And, as he quitted the room, the poor widow fell with her face upon the floor. He felt her relaxation and let go of her wrists. Plote was sleeping or deaf. In vain Wood protested his innocence. I don't threaten idly, as you know.
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