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"Hush!" said she, in a low, but agitated voice; "would you earn this purse?"
"I've no objection," replied Blueskin, in a tone intended to be gentle, but which
sounded like the murmuring whine of a playful bear. Her heartbeat
quickened. "I strangled him—ha! ha! ha!—strangled him while he was at my breast—ha!
ha!"—And then with a sudden and fearful change of look, she added, "That's
what has driven me mad, I killed my child to save him from the gallows—oh!
oh! One man hanged in a family is enough. He put down his hat and umbrella,
rested his hands on his hips, and regarded Ann Veronica firmly. She was aware of the body of the court, of clerks seated at a black
table littered with papers, of policemen standing about stiffly with expressions of
conscious integrity, and a murmuring background of the heads and shoulders of
spectators close behind her. As sure as he is now living, I'll pay him a visit in the Old
Bailey before morning. If you don't conquer this disgraceful propensity in time, you'll
soon come to want; and then nothing can save you. It was a moment of
breathless interest to all engaged in the attempt.
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