Nor had Jack been idle all this time. It was like the grin of a fiend, and made my flesh creep on my bones. "This gash," he added, pointing to one of the larger scars, "was a wipe from the hanger of Tom Thurland, whom I apprehended for the murder of Mrs. I would have married her long ago, but she will not have me.
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