"Farewell!" blubbered the executioner's wife, pressing his hand to her lips. In response to an almost imperative gesture from the nurse, Anna laid her hand upon his. ” She replied weakly. Accordingly, when she arrived at the Shovels, with which, as an old haunt in her bygone days of wretchedness she was well acquainted, instead of entering the principal apartment, which she saw at a glance was crowded with company of both sexes, she turned into a small room on the left of the bar, and, as an excuse for so doing, called for something to drink. Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him.
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