” She sniffled. Her favor was sought beyond all women’s favors. When her shock and the headache subsided, and she remembered that she had been reading the letter when Gosse had accosted her, she looked for it in vain. ‘Ain’t enough as my bed is took, my sheets all bloodied, and my gin took for to waste on that fellow’s wound. At first she could not tell what it was; but as her eyes became accustomed to the light, she recognized the old coat. He said. Nab and Quilt to the door! Jack, you are my prisoner.
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