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During the foregoing occurrences a dead calm prevailed. O'Higgins struck a match and lit his Henry Clay, thereby drawing upon himself the mutual disapproval of the spinsters. “Shit happens, John. ” Lucy hesitated. Some of your sex, I mean. The jailers robbed the prisoners: the prisoners robbed one another. His own heart was too full of melancholy foreboding. So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity. And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven.
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