" "Who's lost?" demanded Ireton. "The gentleman is a stranger to me, Poll," replied the woollen-draper, with increased embarrassment. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. Wood, as, having seen the earth thrown over the remains of the unfortunate Mrs.
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