The Illegal Marriage — page 97: what you’re looking at

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THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE. 89 down in pencil what I say, and bring the paper signed and sealed to-night.” The old man began to dictate, but was soon stopped by Guerry. “What do you want that in for—do you want it for the purpose of ruining me? Suppose it should fall into other hands?” “But it won’t. Don’t you see it ud Hee me? Don’t be a fool about it.” “Hor Heaven’s sake take care of it, Hawke When will you go away?” “Just as soon as you get me the money. Perwide that, boss, an’ I take myself out o’ sight forever, and won’t leave a trace uv that old affair behind me, nuther.” “Trippe will be here.” “T don’t reckon he’ll stay long in these parts. It’s ben gitting onhealthy for him lately—he kint stand that Echaconnee swamp. I reckon he’ll leave about the time I do, d’ye see.” Alfred Guerry understood the meaning of these words, and could not repress a feeling of joy as he thought that this would leave him a free man, with no fear for that phantom which had been so long hovering over him. But he shuddered as he thought of the means by which his liberation was to be ac- complished. Trying to deceive himself with the idea that he was in no way responsible for what old Hawks did, he paid little attention to the latter’s ordinary conversation, but was roused as the old man picked up his rifle and rose from the log upon which they had been sitting. “Yer dreaming‘ ain’t yer?” asked Hawks, looking down with contempt upon the weak man before Eomicboo cS (Eo)