Jack, who had formerly been in the custody of both these gentlemen, gave them a very cordial welcome; apologized for the sorry room he was compelled to receive them in; and when they took leave, insisted on treating them to a double bowl of punch, which they were now discussing with the upper jailer, Mr. "He hears me not! he's gone!" she added, as the door was opened and shut with violence; "something tells me I shall never see him again!" When her father, a moment afterwards, issued from the parlour to ascertain the cause of the noise, he found her seated on the stairs, in an agony of grief. " "It may be; but if it shortens the distance and lightens the journey, I care not," retorted the widow, who seemed by this reproach to be roused into sudden eloquence. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. Then she shrugged. “Do you want to ruin me? I shall walk back. Martin came to the door, looking radiant and relieved. “This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her.
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