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The other fugitive, as evidently in extreme horror of his

companion, repeated, "He tried to murder me I should have been a dead

man if you had not coy "He's a liar born, and

he'll die a liar Look at his face; ain't it written there? Let him turn

those eyes of his on me I defy him to do it"

The other, with an effort at a scornful s of his mouth into any set expression, looked

at the soldiers, and looked about at the marshes and at the sky, but

certainly did not look at the speaker

"Do you see him?" pursued my convict "Do you see what a villain he is?

Do you see those grovelling and wandering eyes? That's how he looked

ere tried together He never looked athis dry lips and turning his eyes

restlessly about him far and near, did at last turn them for a moment on

the speaker, with the words, "You are not lance at the bound hands At that point, my convict

became so frantically exasperated, that he would have rushed upon him