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Ann Veronica’s tense nerves started, and she stood still with her eyes upon him, wondering what it might be that impended. I’m fine. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. "I had no hand in the affair," replied Jackson, bluntly; "but I know those who had; and could bring forward evidence, if you require it. Now do you see his motive?" "I see nothing but your danger," replied his mother, tenderly. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. 1.
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