All was darkness, horror, confusion, ruin. "Lor' ha' mussy, Sir!—how you do talk," said the woman; "this is no robber, I'm sure. In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. I am gambling on his intuition. A little table covered with a damask cloth was dragged out. He hadn't played fair. I want to be myself. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin.
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