Returning to the churchyard, he walked round it; and on the western side, near a small yew-tree discovered a new-made grave. Several people in the crowd seemed to be fighting. “I cut off his right hand pinky with his own rusty bolt cutter. He was manifestly exerting his mind for her, and she found herself fully disposed to justify his interest. Wood's daughter,—to whom, I've heard tell, he was attached years ago,—was brought up, his courage forsook him altogether, and he trembled, and could scarcely stand. For a long time even the strong pipe tobacco (with which McClintock supplied him) possessed a coconut flavour. ‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. On Saturday he went to that there Mr Charvill’s house.
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