\" \"Nah, he's probably a cool guy, seems laid back enough. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. It was a port of call, since fortnightly a British mail-boat dropped her mudhook in the bay. The constable, Sharples, is in my pay. I don’t think I shall ever care for this bonnet again. Have you ever voted, Mr. "Yes, now," rejoined the infuriated dame; "perhaps, I may never have another opportunity. Mr. Treat me as an elder brother, if you like. I will give you all some tea, and then I must leave you for a few minutes. But the wench who tricked me shall bitterly repent it. The bodies had been found in the river without their heads, which were busy decomposing in a ravine.
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