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But be patient, I am your fast friend. Having seen every precaution taken to ensure his safe
custody, he departed, muttering to himself, "I shall yet live to see him hanged—I
shall live to see him hanged. The girl stood with her
hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair
over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than
ever like an obdurate child. Without her, it was lonely. Go and live
somewhere else. He daren't quarrel with me: and if he does, let him
look to himself. But we can’t help noticing. He sent
me flowers.
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