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She gaped at its keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned upright. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. "You read it, Ruth. “You will pardon me, sir,” he said in a subdued tone, “but I think that you have forgotten to look at your engagement book. No matter how swiftly he pursued this riddle, he could not bring it to a halt. ‘You see, it is that I am a female, and you all are men. He had him removed from the Condemned Hold, stripped of his fine apparel, clothed in the most sordid rags, loaded with additional fetters, and thrust into the Stone Hold,—already described as the most noisome cell in the whole prison. " "What motive can you have for so vile a deed?" asked Mrs. Jonathan's vexation at the disappointment was expressed in the bitterest imprecations, and he returned as speedily as he could to the trench. Now I know that you don’t live as close to the Beck house as you once pretended. " "Bring your story to an end, Sir," said Trenchard who had listened to the recital with mingled emotions of rage and fear. She knew very well that a new thing was stirring in her. “I think this ends the business,” he said, turning to his sister.
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