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There isn’t a husband breathing, Annabel, who wouldn’t have blessed that pistol in your hands, and prayed God that the bullet might go straight. She returned home through a world that was as roseate as it had been gray overnight. "Do you take me for a thiefcatcher, like Jonathan Wild, that you dare to affront me by such a proposal?" "No offence, Sir," rejoined the jailer, humbly. Wood, "and I'm sorry and surprised he hasn't swung for his crimes before this. Sometimes they marry well. Here's his health likewise. Ah! but you can’t imagine what you are to me and what you mean to me! I suppose there is something mystical and wonderful about all women. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. Capes. Come to take leave.
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