Time wore on somewhat slowly with the prisoner, who had to control his impatience in the best way he could; but as the shades of evening were darkening, the door was unlocked, and Mr. “I was sick of the make-believe. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. “I always shall. She gathered stones to place upon the makeshift grave.
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