She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. And, if ever I'm brought to the gallows, I shall lay my death at her door. " "So I perceive," replied Wood. See paragraph 1. She heard this standard expression of a strong soul wrung with a critical coldness that astonished herself. The fact that it was her trusted friend making illicit love to her remained, in spite of all her effort, an insignificant thing in her mind. The conflict was of short duration; for Shotbolt was no match for his athletic antagonist. "The danger's past," whispered Bess. This horrible piece of deformity, who acted as drawer and cellarman, and was a constant butt to the small wits of the jail, was nicknamed the Black Dog of Newgate.
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