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1. “Hey sis!” He cried drunkenly. “It’s funny, the way a good house feels. "But, I half suspect, of your father. “You are in luck, Miss Pellissier,” he declared. ‘I agree with you. Seizing her hand he covered it with kisses. The next moment his grasp relaxed, and he sank to rise no more. "I don't understand you, gentlemen," stammered he, at length. "You show more consideration to the feelings of a hempen widow, than there is any need to show. On the cords being removed, he made a desperate spring at Wild, bore him to the ground, clutched at his throat, and would, infallibly, have strangled him, if the keepers had not all thrown themselves upon him, and by main force torn him off. " "Don't anger him, my dear son," implored the poor widow, with a look of anguish at Jack. Even that he was an interfering person, if he walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep all over his chest. In vain did the woollendraper offer to set him free if he would restore the stolen article, or give up his associate, to whom it was supposed he might have handed it.
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