Quote #206
When a voice behind me whispered low, 'That fellow's got to swing.'
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- In the old days men had the rack. Now they have the Press.
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- And the wild regrets, and the bloody sweats, None knew so well as I: For he who lives more lives than one More deaths than one must die.