“I hate you because you are the Devil! Rot in Hell!” She was shocked at her own accusation, how she had savored the words. Spurling, "I hope he may never see Tyburn. Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast. "As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in.
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