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Sure, I lose one occasionally—if he stays in New York. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. She tried to scream, \"I'm coming to you, Mama!\" But no sound would come from her mouth. ’ He grimaced. —Give me the letters, my love," she added aloud, and in her most winning accents; "they're some wicked forgeries. Insulting cries became frequent and various, but for the most part she could not understand what was said. My friend, I am only grieved that you of all others should have been so deceived. When the turnkey, next morning, stepp'd into his room, The sight of the hole in the wall struck him dumb; The sheriff's black bracelets lay strewn on the ground, But the lad that had worn 'em could nowhere be found.
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