"You have always been, far dearer to me than myself," replied Mrs. Place a pistol at my ear, and shoot me, if I've told you false. "I'll soon free you from these bracelets. " "Of course—of course," returned Wood, hastily; "anything's better than that. Amongst them was a revolver. ’ ‘That is what you think? Let us try!’ ‘Don’t be idiotic!’ She was backing from him, reaching through one of the slits she had carefully manufactured in her petticoat. Wood, who looks after her comforts, and visits her constantly. “Dear me!” he said. " "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard.
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