Her eyes followed him. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. We fixed that. He left his office at 5:39 according to her watch. And, come what will, I'll balk him of the satisfaction of hanging me. Wrap yourself in my cloak, and keep it. As soon, however, as the last solemn rites were over, and the remains of the unfortunate woman committed to their final resting-place in Willesden churchyard, his firmness completely deserted him, and he sank beneath the weight of his affliction.
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