The wretch you confide in has sworn to hang you. " "Let me have them. ” Lucy replied, and brushed past him on the stair. "I could almost forgive the wretch the injury he did me in depriving me of my poor dear wife—No, not quite that," he added, a little confused. “I dare not,” she answered. Another horn now resounded from the further extremity of the thoroughfare; this was answered by a third; and presently a fourth, and more remote blast, took up the note of alarm. . ‘Come, come, ma’am,’ he said smiling.
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