Plain Joe, nervously wiping his forehead as this fact was clearly proved, began, as it were, to lose that halo of respeotability which surrounded him, and to ... He was smoking at the window ; and asking me to put it down for him, I tried to do so, and cut my hand. ... I believe that you will do your nnty but, with the weight of evidence against me, I can scarcely aarebope that that duty will be justice. ... The window was unfastened, the iron spout within easy reach, the night gloomy and dark.
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