Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain
letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves,
cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record
of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;"
accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. Will I meet you there?’
‘Yes, yes, I shall await you. ‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the
shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage. He sees men all
defiled by coarse thoughts, coarse ways of living cruelties. He walked through a wide open archway, curtained with deep-blue curtains,
into the apartment that served as a reception-room. Peste, she had forgot the sword. They're only just
gone, mercy on us! what a clatter," she added, as the knocking was repeated
more violently than before.
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