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Then he relaxed back a little, and let the weapon dangle from his fingers. Wet as he was, he felt if he lay down in the grass, he should perish with cold; while, if he sought a night's lodging in any asylum, his dress, stained with blood and covered with dirt, would infallibly cause him to be secured and delivered into the hands of justice. “I do not suppose he will be home till late. ” “It prevents a treaty. Wild," said the turnkey, trembling in every joint.
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