‘I thought, you see, that we might as well enter by the same way our intruder had done. . "Hell-hounds!" he cried; "release me!" At the same moment, Quilt Arnold rushed forward with such haste, that, stumbling over William Morgan, he precipitated him into the grave. There are no funerals among the poor, only burials.
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