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The infant is in the hands of some innocent being over whom I have no power." "Ey towdee so, wizard," replied Hal, laughing. "Hoind os ey be, ey'm a match fo' thee, ha! ha! Neaw, mey life agen t' chilt's. Win yo set me free?" Demdike deliberated. "Harkee, wizard," cried Hal, "if yo're hatching treason ey'n dun. T' sartunty o' revenge win sweeten mey last moments."
Was it the shadow of an angry God a God insulted by a divided love? It was in the torturing hold of questions such as these that she once more met Amos, who, laying the flattering unction to his soul that he could forgive his enemies, struck a stab straight at her heart by saying: 'Well, Deborah, th' chilt's dying, I yer. I towd thee he would. Th' Almeety goes hawves wi' no one.
"Ey mean this," replied Hal, coolly; "that if ey dee to-morrow mornin' your chilt dees too. Whon ey ondertook this job ey calkilated mey chances, an' tuk precautions eforehond. Your chilt's a hostage fo mey safety." "Curses on thee and thy cunning," cried Demdike; "but I will not be outwitted by a hind like thee. I will have the child, and yet not be baulked of my revenge."
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