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Chapter 47

           ‘Bill,Bill!’gaspedthegirl,wrestlingwiththestrengthofmortalfear‘IIwon’tscreamorcrynotoncehearmespeaktometellmewhatIhavedone!’

           ‘Youknow,youshedevil!’returnedtherobber,suppressinghisbreath.‘Youwerewatchedto-night;everywordyousaidwasheard.

           ‘ThensparemylifefortheloveofHeaven,asIsparedyours,’rejoinedthegirl,clingingtohim.‘Bill,dearBill,youcannothavethehearttokillme.Oh!thinkofallIhavegivenup,onlythisonenight,foryou.YouSHALLhavetimetothink,andsaveyourselfthiscrime;Iwillnotloosemyhold,youcannotthrowmeoff.Bill,Bill,fordearGod’ssake,foryourown,formine,stopbeforeyouspillmyblood!Ihavebeentruetoyou,uponmyguiltysoulIhave!’

           Themanstruggledviolently,toreleasehisarms;butthoseofthegirlwereclaspedroundhis,andtearherashewould,hecouldnottearthemaway.

           ‘Bill,’criedthegirl,strivingtolayherheaduponhisbreast,‘thegentlemanandthatdearlady,toldmeto-nightofahomeinsomeforeigncountrywhereIcouldendmydaysinsolitudeandpeace.Letmeseethemagain,andbegthem,onmyknees,toshowthesamemercyandgoodnesstoyou;andletusbothleavethisdreadfulplace,andfarapartleadbetterlives,andforgethowwehavelived,exceptinprayers,andneverseeeachothermore.Itisnevertoolatetorepent.TheytoldmesoIfeelitnowbutwemusthavetimealittle,littletime!’

           Thehousebreakerfreedonearm,andgraspedhispistol

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