‘You had better kill me, mademoiselle, because otherwise I shall end by strangling you. ” The young man obeyed the summons. "Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed. You are my wife, and I am determined to claim you. A little Cockney recovered it, and made ridiculous attempts to get to her and replace it.
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