” She changed the subject abruptly. “I cannot part with you. It cuts. His next occupation was to take out his pistols, examine the priming, and rub the flints. Oh dear!—oh dear! Be careful of him," she added to her husband, "and get it over quickly, or never expect to see me again. "I don't deserve it," he said, at length; "but I would have risked a thousand deaths to enjoy this moment's happiness. He must be a sly fox to get out of the Mint without my knowledge. She washed her face with unwonted elaboration before she went to bed.
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