"Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. It seemed to make her sister downcast beyond any precedent. This business of love is the supreme affair in life, it is the woman’s one event and crisis that makes up for all her other restrictions, and I cower—as we all cower—with a blushing and paralyzed mind until it overtakes me!. At this terrible juncture, Jack maintained his composure,—a smile played upon his face before the cap was drawn over it,—and the last words he uttered were, "My poor mother! I shall soon join her!" The rope was then adjusted, and the cart began to move. There is some deep treachery hidden beneath his words. She did not want to go to the doctor's people; however kindly that might be, they would be only curious strangers. As though accidentally she swept her skirts from a chair close drawn to her own.
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