A ball from Wild's pistol passed through his heart, and a volley of musketry poured from the guards lodged several balls in the yet breathing body of his leader. He was a comforting, humorous old ruffian; but there were few men in the Orient more deeply read in psychology and physiognomy. With this view, he hurried to the spot where he had left the post-chaise, and found it drawn up at the road-side, the postilion dismounted, and in charge of a couple of farming-men. I should say that you owed me considerable. These were yarns! As he was about to slip the manuscripts into the envelope, something caught his eye: by Howard Spurlock. "Her ladyship—" faltered the attendant. We're lost. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus.
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