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can you hide me? Can you save me?" CAN YOU HIDE ME CAN YOU SAVE ME
t, so husky was his voice. "Have you no brandy?" She had the key of the little wine-cellar, and fetched up some. But as she took a tea-spoon to measure it out, he tremblingly clutched at the bottle, and shook down a quantity into the empty tea-cup, and drank it off at one gulp. He fell back again in his chair; but in a few minutes he roused himself, and seemed stronger. "Edward, dear Edward, what is the matter?" said Maggie, at last; for he got up, and was staggering toward the outer door, as if he were going once more into the rain, and dismal morning-twilight. He looked at her fiercely as she laid her hand on his arm. "Confound you! Don't touch me. I'll not be kept here, to be caught and hung!" For an instant she thought he was mad. "Caught and hung!" she echoed. "My poor Edward! what do you mean?" He sat down suddenly on a chair, close by him, and covered his face with his hands. When he spoke, his voice was feeble and imploring. "The police are after me, Maggie! What must I do? Oh! IME SHE COULD NOT HEAR WHAT HE SAID TILL HE REPEATED IT SO HUSKY WAS HIS VOICE HAVE YOU NO BRANDY SHE HAD THE KEY OF THE LITTLE WINE CELLAR AND FETCHED UP SOME BUT AS SHE TOOK A TEASPOON TO MEASURE IT OUT HE TREMBLINGLY CLUTCHED AT THE BOTTLE AND SHOOK DOWN A QUANTITY INTO THE EMPTY TEACUP AND DRANK IT OFF AT ONE GULP HE FELL BACK AGAIN IN HIS CHAIR BUT IN A FEW MOMENTS HE ROUSED HIMSELF AND SEEMED STRONGER EDWARD DEAR EDWARD WHAT IS THE MATTER SAID MAGGIE AT LAST FOR HE GOT UP AND WAS STAGGERING TOWARD THE OUTER DOOR AS IF HE WERE GOING ONCE MORE INTO THE RAIN AND DISMAL MORNING TWILIGHT HE LOOKED AT HER FIERCELY AS SHE LAID HER HAND ON HIS ARM CONFOUND YOU DON'T TOUCH ME I'LL NOT BE KEPT HERE TO BE CAUGHT AND HUNG FOR AN INSTANT SHE THOUGHT HE WAS MAD CAUGHT AND HUNG SHE ECHOED MY POOR EDWARD WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE SAT DOWN SUDDENLY ON A CHAIR CLOSE BY HIM AND COVERED HIS FACE WITH HIS HANDS WHEN HE SPOKE HIS VOICE WAS FEEBLE AND IMPLORING PLEASE ARE AFTER ME MACKIE OH WHAT MUST I DO OR
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