9 <2> THE UNTIMELY DEMISE OF RAY PLOTE Later that night after the dishes were washed and the garbage taken out, Lucy and the Beck's natural daughter retired to their shared bedroom. A young man was playing the banjo. “I feel like a giant! I believe now I shall do great things. ” That phrase about dragging the truth through swamps of nonsense she remembered from Capes. " "Don't be angry with me, Sir," cried the widow, sobbing bitterly, "pray don't. " "Trying to. Efforts were made to staunch his wounds and surgical assistance sent for. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think —if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. The will to live had returned. One of the shutters was a trifle damaged, letting in added light. “Well,” he said, argumentatively, “it IS. Drenched to the skin,—in fact, he had been lying in a bed of muddy water,—and chilled to the very bone, he felt so stiff, that he could scarcely move.
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