” “I say, you know, you have some pluck. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think —if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. Shotbolt?" rejoined the executioner. ” “How?” “Well—a little clumsily. “Of course, I remember now. ‘I rather gathered as much,’ said Miss Froxfield, releasing her hands.
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