"I have saved the executioner a labour, by cutting his throat," replied Blueskin. The ladder was now within reach. And for twelve years he has been so; until his long security, well-nigh obliterating remembrance of the deed, has bred almost a sense of innocence within his breast. She put out her hands to avoid his embrace. One swift glance about the room, and a sensation of grim foreboding swept through him.
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