. "I didn't carry you off from old Wood to kill you, but to wed you. ‘It is not for myself, you understand,’ pursued the man, in an unctuous tone that sickened the general, ‘but for this poor one. The applause was uproarious at the end of the concert. They were so good to me. " Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. In fact, Mr. Nobody toys with me. But in this posture he fared worse than ever. To have spoken lightly on such a subject a few hours ago would have seemed incredible.
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