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But get up behind, Blueskin. ‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. Quite soon, after we were married—it was just within a year—I formed a friendship with the wife of a friend, a woman eight years older than myself. In the midst of the holy place, which he had formerly profaned, lay the body of his unfortunate mother, and he could not help looking upon her untimely end as the retributive vengeance of Heaven for the crime he had committed. "But don't wait for me, Sir Cecil. These thoughts, however, came to a broken end. The man could put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them. We struggle against it at first, but in the end we have to submit.
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