"Where shall I fly?" exclaimed the lady, bewildered with terror. “Pump, pump, per-um-pump, Pum, Pump, Per-um. Good night!" She pressed his hand and went out. After some time, the scuffle grew more and more distant, until nothing could be heard. She took to listening through closed doors. Having seen every precaution taken to ensure his safe custody, he departed, muttering to himself, "I shall yet live to see him hanged—I shall live to see him hanged.
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