"Ah! Quilt Arnold, my man, is it you? By the powers! I'm glad to see you. So, let's think no more about it. ” He faced her doggedly. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves, cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;" accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. “I am under police surveillance,” she said.
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