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Releasing her, he turned and walked swiftly towards the door. I’m sorry to hurt your
feelings. You
were pointed out to me at—a few nights ago. Her eardrums
were burning with the echoes of those hideous shouts. Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace. Her companion was a person of no inferior condition. She could not see what occurred, though she guessed it; but she saw
Jonathan's devilish triumphing glance, and read in it,—"Your son has committed
a robbery—here—in these holy walls—he is mine—mine for ever!"
She uttered a loud scream, and fainted. ” She replied
weakly. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain
letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves,
cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record
of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;"
accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. Kneebone, he took his
departure. Never be downhearted. It was you, of course, whom he wanted. ‘At least I couldn’t say for
sure. "
"Not now," returned Thames, impatiently. ’
The captain shook his head.
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