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"I was afraid from the scream I heard, that something dreadful had happened, Sir Rowland has a terrible temper indeed—a shocking temper! I declare he frightens me out of my senses. However, it doesn't much signify. After debating with himself whether he should further seek an interview, which, though, now in his power, was so sedulously shunned by the other party, he decided in the negative; and contenting himself with writing upon a slip of paper the hasty words,—"You are known by the villagers,—be upon your guard,"—he gave it to the ostler, with instructions to deliver it instantly to the owner of the horse he pointed out, and pursued his course. The other individual, who was a little in advance, was concealed from the stranger's view. . I can't run in these heavy fetters. Death belongs to God, young man. A man might be without relatives, but certainly he would not be without friends, that is to say, without letters. ’ She stopped, for Jack was feebly laughing.
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