‘It is not for myself, you understand,’ pursued the man, in an unctuous tone that sickened the general, ‘but for this poor one. The key's in the lock, on the inner side. Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. Most of their relics are in yonder cases; but I don't remember that any of them have disturbed my rest. It is Anna again who stands between me and ruin.
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