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Pottiswick had mentioned muttering. "Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by a solemn oath to fulfil it. The assassination, as you call it, was, obviously, the vengeance of a kinsman of the injured lady, who no doubt was of good family, upon her seducer. They don’t know who did it, actually. Nobody can anticipate your next move. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea.
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