You are my wife now and you belong to me. Nine years ago, I worked in this very house—had a kind indulgent master, whom I robbed—twice robbed, at your instigation, villain; a mistress, whom you have murdered; a companion, whose friendship I have for ever forfeited; a mother, whose heart I have well-nigh broken. " And he proceeded to unfold his scheme to the woollen-draper. Not a word passed between them. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus. He was about to cut the sergeant short, when his eye fell on a gentleman walking along Piccadilly, his manner uncertain, his eyes shifting as if he sought something out. The Widow and her Child. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. " The Jew snatched up the link, and followed him.
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