"Do not despair, my sweet soul," said Wood, in a soothing tone. Why don’t you make sure before you rush out like that upon a stranger?” “You were with my wife,” Hill repeated sullenly. "Ah! you are there, my dear young lady," said the widow, smiling faintly; "when I first waken, I'm always in dread of finding myself again in that horrible asylum. "I should think so," responded the lethargic turnkey, with a yawn. Kneebone's. Mind you don't stir till supper's over.
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