"Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing on to the tablecloth. " "O Jack, dear, dear Jack!" cried Mrs. I feel that I shall stifle unless I can do something—and do something soon.
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