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" "I cannot repent,—I cannot pray," replied Jack, recovering his hardened demeanour. ’ ‘Do you indeed?’ rejoined the old lady, twinkling at him, and urging him towards the door. He was an odd one, especially for a young man. Let’s go up to my room. By reading or using any part of this Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work, you indicate that you have read, understand, agree to and accept all the terms of this license and intellectual property (trademark/copyright) agreement. The haste to send her upon her way now had but one interpretation—the recognition of his own immediate danger, the fear that if this tender association continued, he would end in offering her a calamity quite as impossible as that which had happened—the love of a man who was in all probability older than her father! The hurt was no less intensive because it was so ridiculous. And taking the keys, he departed on the errand. "Come, off with it, sirrah, or I'll blow out your brains, in the first place, and strip you afterwards. A sudden knock at the door startled her. "My limbs feel so light, now that my irons are removed," he observed with a smile, "that I am half inclined to dance.
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