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’ He nodded in the direction of her pistol. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. " "Better eat these, even if you don't want them," she urged. "Is it poison?" she asked. No sooner did the vehicle turn the corner of this yard, than Quilt became aware, from the tumultuous sounds that reached his ears, as well as from the flashing of various lanterns at the door of the round-house, that some disturbance was going on; and, apprehensive of a rescue, if he drew up in the midst of the mob, he thought it prudent to come to a halt. ‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. There was more to be told, and this was as good a time as any. The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way. ” Anna nodded. Its smooth surface soothed her nerves. ‘Nevertheless, you will marry me,’ he snarled.
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