He closed the door. The prisoner breathed with difficulty. He walked in her direction. Nobody can trust you. “Flesh and flowers are all alike to me. Come!” They went out together and he called a hansom. Sheppard, struggling to get free. I swore I would bring your husband to the gallows,—would plunge you in such want, such distress, that you should have no alternative but the last frightful resource of misery,—and I also swore, that if you had a son he should share the same fate as his father. Then, though full of confidence, he half doubted his power of accomplishing his designs.
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