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I am a murderer. “I’d have to be blown up into a thousand pieces. "I don't think he would leave me, even if I could part with him," observed Mrs. At this time of universal havoc and despair,—when all London quaked at the voice of the storm,—the carpenter, who was exposed to its utmost fury, fared better than might have been anticipated. So appalling was the sight, that even the murderers—familiar as they were with scenes of slaughter,—looked aghast at it. "Where is he?" he cried. "You poor child!" Prudence took Ruth's hands in her own. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing. 1. “Some day you will be my wife, and it would not be well for either of us to remember that in these unhappy days you and I were separated.

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