This done, Edgeworth Bess, who watched her opportunity, slipped out of the Lodge. "Farewell!" blubbered the executioner's wife, pressing his hand to her lips. She took hand cannon and began to arm it. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. Cathy reached out and touched Lucy’s chin with her two fingers, gently commanding her attention.
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