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‘At me,’ she uttered, holding her own pistol high and aiming it steadily. Then most horribly she was clasped about the waist from behind and lifted from the ground. ” Hill staggered to his feet and drew a folded paper from his pocket. She listened, her suspicions confirmed. His face fell. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. Some of the lunatics were rattling their chains; some shrieking; some singing; some beating with frantic violence against the doors. O'Higgins struck a match and lit his Henry Clay, thereby drawing upon himself the mutual disapproval of the spinsters. Such was his fury, that if he had not been restrained by the presence of the two turnkeys, he might perhaps have anticipated the course of justice, by laying violent hands upon his victim.
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