” “It is for your good—your good only I am thinking,” he declared. The unfortunate woman was stretched upon the floor, with a bloody knife in her hand. Nothing shall induce me to act contrary to the dictates of my conscience. Her stifled misery had betrayed her. When Claude Du Val was in Newgate thrown, He carved his name on the dungeon stone; Quoth a dubsman, who gazed on the shattered wall, "You have carved your epitaph, Claude Du Val, With your chisel so fine, tra la!" "This S wants a little deepening," mused the apprentice, retouching the letter in question; "ay, that's better.
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