“I shot him. Gerald would not marry her even with a dowry. " "I've heard of him," replied Jack, impatiently. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. " "No doubt, my dear," acquiesced the carpenter, "no doubt.
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