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Afterward she wanted to get her letter to her father back in order to read it over again, and, if it tallied with her general impression of it, re-write it. . Good night. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. ' Upon which the other answered, 'that he accepted his invitation with pleasure, and would make a point of waiting upon him,' Ha! ha! ha!" "Did he say so?" cried Shotbolt. ‘That—that—why do you speak of him?’ ‘Because I feel you ought to know,’ Gerald said calmly, but rising and watching her closely, ‘that all your trouble may be in vain. ‘To read and write, of course, and to sew. " "What for?" demanded the turnkey. He could only wonder that this amazing thing had remained so long a secret to him. ‘Now what?’ The guard jerked his head up the corridor. ’ Relaxing back, Gerald folded his arms.
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