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master don’t live in this county; he isn’t known in these parts. Besides, he is given up; nobody is looking after him, and nobody will take me up from the ad- vertisement, I think.” “But the mark in your hand?” George drew off his glove, and showed a newly-healed scar in his hand. “That is a parting proof of Mr. Harris’ regard,” he said, scornfully. “A fort- night ago, he took it into his head to give it to me, because he said he believed I should try to get away one of these days. Looks interesting, doesn’t it?” he said, drawing his glove on again. “I declare, my very blood runs cold when I think of it,- your condition and your risks!” said Mr. Wilson. “Mine has run cold a good many years, Mr. Wilson; at present, it’s about up to the bolling point,” said George. “Well, my good sir,” continued George, after a few moments’ silence, “I saw you knew me; I thought I’d just have this talk with you, lest your surprised looks should bring me out. I leave early to-morrow morning, before daylight; by to-mor- row night I hope to sleep safe in Ohio. I shall travel by daylight, stop at the best hotels, go to the dinner-tables with the lords of the land. So, good-bye, sir; if you hear that I’m taken, you may know that I’m dead!” |
