People running, screaming, hiding. She read on and on, now thrilled by the swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. "And yet—but it is only part of the chain of ill-luck that seems wound around me.
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