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“There you go,” said Cassy, looking darkly after him; “your reckoning’s to come, yet.- My poor fellow, how are you?” “The Lord God hath sent his angel, and shut the lion’s mouth, for this time,” said Tom. “For this time, to be sure,” said Cassy; “but now you’ve got his ill-will upon you, to follow you day in, day out, hanging like a dog on your throat,- sucking your blood, bleeding away your life, drop by drop. I know the man.” |