Twenty-one, twenty-two. “You did your best to kill me,” he said. And, stretching out his hand, he lifted the dark object from the flood. But Bess could scarcely summon resolution enough to hazard the experiment; and it was only on Jack's urgent intreaties, and even threats, that she could be prevailed on to trust herself to the frail tenure of the rope he had prepared. But his grief was of short duration. He must have married when he was quite a young man. And the woollen-draper departed. ‘Oh, dearie me, you make me feel a traitor. ’ ‘And you will not,’ came triumphantly from the cherry lips.
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