"Sign this," he said, pushing the document towards Sir Rowland. The Well Hole 336 XIII. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. She shuddered. ” She caressed his cheek seductively with her left palm and he closed his eyes in dreamy anticipation.
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