The monster, Wild, when he visited my dungeon last night, told me, to add to my misery, that she occupied a cell near me. Place a pistol at my ear, and shoot me, if I've told you false. I knew it was in vain to cry 'murder!' in the Mint, so I had recourse to stratagem. He spoke English with astonishing facility and with a purity which often embarrassed his tourists. I am really in earnest.
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