She seized the key, and he grasped her hand and squeezed it roughly and painfully between the handle and the ward as she tried to turn it. I have a weapon—a knife—and if you attempt to open the door, will plunge it to my heart. " "What for? What do you want of them?" "Why, they are … yours. Against the walls hung an assortment of staves, brown-bills, (weapons then borne by the watch,) muskets, handcuffs, great-coats, and lanterns. We must wash out those stains up stairs, and burn the cloth. " "Pity!" shrieked the widow. Just as I might have killed another, if he had come out.
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