Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. The hangman is always an object of peculiar detestation to the mob, a tremendous hooting hailed his appearance, and both staves and swords were required to preserve order. ” “I cannot do it!” he cried hoarsely. I didn’t understand. “That sounds quite absurd,” she answered. As they kissed goodbye, she hoped that he felt the same reluctance to part. "Here, Poll, help me!" Thus exhorted, Mrs.
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