So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity. Sindlesham tried. "I don't understand you, gentlemen," stammered he, at length. I don't ask you to supply my place—for that is, perhaps, impossible. . If Gerald knew, what should stop Gosse from finding out? Perhaps he was even now at the lawyer. Perhaps," she added, in a whisper, as she appropriated the beforenamed article, "he has a pocket-book. "Hell-hounds!" he cried; "release me!" At the same moment, Quilt Arnold rushed forward with such haste, that, stumbling over William Morgan, he precipitated him into the grave.
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