“Shot through the lungs,” he remarked. Wrap yourself in my cloak, and keep it. " "Excuse me, Madam," replied the carpenter, turning his back upon her, and sinking into a chair: "Thames, my love, bring me my spectacles. "Have a little patience, Sir," rejoined the jailer. “Never—but, by Jove, you had a narrow escape,” Ennison exclaimed. As though it was indelicate—it’s just a sort of shyness.
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