" She had no reason to doubt him. "But this need give you no uneasiness," pursued Jonathan; "Mrs. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. She felt this was the sensible way out of this oddly sinister situation.
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