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"Farewell!" blubbered the executioner's wife, pressing his hand to her lips. Stanley. Then Capes’ footsteps approached. I have—run away. She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat. It might have been the moon, or the phosphorescence of the broken water, or it might have been his abysmal loneliness; but suddenly he caught her face in his hands and kissed her on the mouth. He wasn't sure, but he thought he saw a faint shudder stir her shoulders. ’ ‘In that case, I ought to warn you that my friend, Captain Hilary Roding, who is even less sympathique than myself, you remember, will undoubtedly arrest you for murder. And shall their wretched offspring live to blight my hopes, and blast my fame? Never!" And, with these words, he grasped Wood by the throat, and, despite his resistance, dragged him to the very verge of the platform.
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