The child was still safe. But Bess could scarcely summon resolution enough to hazard the experiment; and it was only on Jack's urgent intreaties, and even threats, that she could be prevailed on to trust herself to the frail tenure of the rope he had prepared. Hearing the noise of the scuffle, the tapstress, fancying it was Jack making an effort to escape, in spite of the remonstrances of the executioner, threw open the wicket. I have suffered too much from your treachery. “Because I hate you!” She spat. She felt that she became more familiar with the floor during the time that he stayed than with any particular person. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. Hobson, the Phys.
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