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"I beg your pardon," he cried; "but really—ha! ha!—you must excuse me!—that is so uncommonly diverting—ha! ha! Do let me hear it again?—ha! ha! ha!" "Upon my word," rejoined Wood, "you seem vastly entertained by my misfortunes. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. “Go down and rescue the rags of my reputation,” she said, smiling. 'Avow nothing, believe nothing, give nothing for nothing,' is my own motto. I do not know anything of him since I have fourteen years, and that he sent me to Blaye to be a nun. But she could not live in constant association with him without having these gaps filled. She would take the items with her; bury the items and her bloodstained clothes in one of the many sinkholes in the huge landfill/garbage dump on the south side of town. Her prevailing effect was one of quiet and complete assurance, as though she knew all about everything, and was only restrained by her instinctive delicacy from telling what she knew. As no apprehension was entertained of an escape by this outlet,—nothing of the kind having been attempted by the boldest felon ever incarcerated in Newgate,—both doors were generally left open during the daytime. .
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