” “Please tell me why?” she asked. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. She used his own gun against him, a method that was occasionally cleaner than slitting throats when she got it right. " "But they are everything to me," cried Jack, stooping to pick them up. “I have the right of the man who loves you,” he declared. The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue.
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