Of the women felons' rooms nothing has yet been said. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. ” Courtlaw suddenly interposed. " "Well, well—wait awhile," returned Quilt; "his lordship won't forget you.
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