A LIFE STORY.

– The rope is hanged as a talisman that protects its possessor?

‘So they say.

‘So if the accused LegaSea me his rope, I would likely not be hanged in my turn …….

-Above all, said Sir Robert, if you do require few revelations.

I burst out laughing.

I do not think much on the virtues of the rope to hang himself, continued Sir Robert, but in the end, if the offender leaves an inheritance you do not see it no problem, and even take care that you forward it in due time.

‘You are the kindest of all potential governors, I answered.

– What do you want? she sighed, everyone has their weakness in this world, and mine is that of a boundless benevolence. I are very friendly, and if you declare in all sincerity, I love you like a son.

And with that he shook my hand warmly and left me.

An hour later, I was led into the dungeon of the death penalty.

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