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"Ah! Terry O'Flaherty!" he cried, shouting after the
Irishman, who took to his heels as soon as he found his murderous attempt
unsuccessful; "you may run, but you'll not get out of my reach. Before he re-entered
the prison, he hesitated from a doubt whether he was not fearfully increasing his
risk of capture; but, convinced that he had no other alternative, he went on. . ’
‘Lord, man, it’s only a scratch!’ Suddenly Gerald snapped his fingers. The atmosphere was
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strained and deathly quiet at the dining room table. Good-bye, aunt. He sat down beside her just as
the room became darker. In the centre of the
upper gallery was a spacious saloon, appropriated to the governors of the
asylum. He sucked at her neck, biting her hard, leaving red
marks that disappeared as soon as he made them. "Your son's father was a
thief; and Jonathan Wild (unless I'm misinformed,) was his friend,—so it's not
unnatural he should show some partiality towards Jack. She was too delicate, too
fragile to survive out there.
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