"An hour hence, I shall return with the priest," replied Jonathan, striding towards the door. He shut his eyes and groped for the wall to steady himself, wondering if this bit of mummery would get over. "All's bowman, my covey. " "I can't exactly say, Sir Rowland. "Your boast, you see, was a little premature, Mr. Smith will tell you I'm misinformed, also, on that point. I’m sorry. 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.
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