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"I was coming to give you intelligence of a comical trick played by this rascal, when I find him here—the last place, I own, where I should have expected to find him. Would there be enough in the young man's envelope to pay the doctor and the hotel bill—and in the event of his death, enough to ship the body home? So all things pointed to the happy circumstance of setting this young fool upon his feet again, of seeing him hence upon his journey. He swore that I was his wife, and—I shot him, Nigel, as his arms were closing around me. "If you thought that, why did you give me this job?"—his voice faint and thick. " The tone was neutral. Tears flowed in rivulets down 121 her cheeks and she began to cry. He was, however, instantly beaten back; and the fury of the mob was so great that it was with difficulty he could effect a retreat. Remain at the door, Nab," he added, loitering for a moment behind the others, "and let no one in, or out.
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