” Annabel laughed derisively and took up her book. “Now you must go,” she said firmly. "Shoot him! shoot him! Put him out of hish mishery," cried the Jew. The general did what he might to hush it up, and paid handsomely to manage it, I daresay. Conceiving himself called upon, as the intimate friend of the deceased, to pay this last tribute of respect to her memory, he appeared as one of the chief mourners. You are my prisoner, murderer.
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