But he would make it a point not to speak again to the girl. A ball from Wild's pistol passed through his heart, and a volley of musketry poured from the guards lodged several balls in the yet breathing body of his leader. The sounds that reach the ear, and the objects that meet the eye, are all calculated to awaken a train of sad and serious contemplation. “Some day you will be my wife, and it would not be well for either of us to remember that in these unhappy days you and I were separated. But perhaps he was right not to tell you the truth. We'll have him yet.
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