“The very question, my dear sister,” she said, “tells me that I have succeeded. Cheveney strolled up, a pipe in his mouth. “They ought to have been lopped in the spring. But, as this produced no effect, and did not even elicit a groan, the prisoner was carried back to Newgate. "Shall I never see that sweet face again,—never feel the pressure of those kind hands more—nor listen to that gentle voice! Ah! yes, we shall meet again in Heaven, where I shall speedily join you. " After making several ineffectual attempts to keep himself above water, Sir Rowland sunk, and his groans, which had become gradually fainter and fainter, were heard no more. He comforted himself, however, with the certainty which he felt of capturing his prey on the Sunday. "I am very wicked," she said. Perhaps you'll call that charity: I call it defeating the ends of justice.
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