But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. "That is good. Her head dangled unnaturally for an instant, unleashed from its moorings, then sank to join her husband’s on the floor. " "So am I. ” She laughed. It is a precaution merely. " "Never fear," replied Ben, gravely; "dead or alive I'll pay you, if I lose. Then they rode off at speed. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus. You understand me, I’m sure.
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