S. " "On my soul, Thames, you wrong me!" replied Jack, passionately. " "Hold your tongue, hussy!" cried her husband gruffly. She could smell him almost as strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester smell of his wet umbrella. Returning to the audience-chamber in a by-no-means enviable state of mind, he commanded the Jew to throw the body of Thames into the Well Hole. She was certain he would hear, sleeping in the nearby castle. And for twelve years he has been so; until his long security, well-nigh obliterating remembrance of the deed, has bred almost a sense of innocence within his breast.
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