" "God help me, what a muddle!" The cigar crumbled in Spurlock's hand. You will be with me. She cleaned everything, wiped every surface, mopped and scrubbed every last drop of blood. There's a letter for the head turnkey, Mr. Spurlock. By his side sat a remarkably stout dame, to whom he paid as much attention as it was in his iron nature to pay. You see, the plain fact of the case is that I think I am too young and ignorant for marriage.
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