"We've no time for any Bedlam scenes now. ” She looked at him with curious eyes. 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. Aunt and niece regarded each other silently. The oaken beam, nine inches in thickness, was now the sole but most formidable obstacle to his flight.
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