He had a
flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of
tanning. It
was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but
it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole. Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it
might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her
reason. “Yeah. ”
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“Your family?”
“She was my first wife, and because she turned me,
she was like a mother to me. I'm about to leave this country for ever. She won’t be a problem from now on. "I have nothing. I don’t
defend it.
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