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"Well, sir?" said Mary, quietly

He noered his tone with an air of deeper cunning "I'veto burn one Now you do as I tell you This is

the key of my iron chest, in the closet there You push well at the

side of the brass plate at the top, till it goes like a bolt: then you

can put the key in the front lock and turn it See and do that; and

take out the top printed"

"No, sir," said Mary, in a firm voice, "I cannot do that"

"Not do it? I tell you, youto shake under the shock of this resistance

"I cannot touch your iron chest or your will I ht lay ht mind Shan't I do as I like at the last?

I made tills on purpose Take the key, I say"

"No, sir, I will not," said Mary, er

"I tell you, there's no time to lose"

"I cannot help that, sir I will not let the close of your life soil

the beginning of mine I will not touch your iron chest or your will"

She moved to a little distance from the bedside