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Just like me at the time, I almost endured hours of fatigue and terrible suspense. This sudden certainty of life flooded my heart like a flood, tears gushing out.

How changeable our feelings are, even if we are living in misery, how strange the persistent love we have! I set up another sail with part of my clothes and eagerly turned my direction to land. It looks like wild and rocky, but when I get closer, I can easily feel the traces of farming. I saw a ship near the coast and found myself suddenly transported back to the vicinity of the civilized man. I carefully traced the twists and turns of the land and paid tribute to a spire, which I saw emanating from behind a small promontory. When I was in a state of extreme weakness, I decided to drive directly to the town, which is where I can get nourishment most easily. Fortunately I have money. When I turned to the cape, I entered a neat town and a harbor,

When I was busy repairing the boat and arranging sails, several people crowded into the scene. They seemed surprised by my appearance, but they didn't give me any help. Instead, they whispered and gestured, which might panic me a little at any other time. As it is, I just say that they speak English, so I call them in this language. I said, "My good friend, would you like to tell me the name of this town and tell me where I am?"

"You will know soon," a man with a hoarse voice replied. "I promise, maybe where you come from will not prove your taste too much, but will not consult you about your residence."

I was very surprised when I received such a rude answer from a stranger, and felt uneasy when I sensed his companion's frowning and angry face. "Why did you answer me so rudely?" I answered. "Of course, it is not a British habit to receive strangers so warmly."

The man said: "I don't know what the British custom might be, but hating villains is an Irish custom."

While this strange conversation continued, I felt the crowd increase rapidly. Their faces were full of curiosity and anger, which bothered me and shocked me to some extent. I asked about the way to the hotel, but no one answered. Then I walked forward. When the crowd came around me, there was a harsh sound from the crowd. A sick man approached and slapped me on the shoulder and said, "Sir, please follow me to Mr. Ke Wen, right Own description."

"Who is Mr. Kilvin? Why should I explain to myself? Isn't this a free country?"

"Yes, sir, honest people have enough freedom. Mr. Ke Wen is a magistrate. You should explain the death of a gentleman who was murdered here last night."

This answer surprised me, but so far I have recovered. It is easy to prove that I am innocent; therefore, I followed the conductor in silence and was taken to one of the best houses in town. I am ready to get rid of fatigue and hunger, but surrounded by a group of people, I think it is political to arouse all my strength, so that physical weakness cannot be interpreted as fear or inwardness. Then, I did not expect that the disaster that would happen a moment later made me at a loss, and wiped out all fears of ignorance or death in fear and despair.

I must stop here because it requires all my perseverance to recall those terrible events, which I will properly associate with my memories.

twenty one

Soon, I was introduced to the company of the magistrate. The old man was kind and calm. However, he looked at me with a certain degree of seriousness, then turned to my command, and he asked who was present in court to testify this time.

About six people came forward. And, selected by a magistrate, he abolished him when he went fishing with his son and brother-in-law Daniel Nugent the day before. At about ten o'clock, they saw a strong northerly wind explode and they were thrown into the port. . This is a very dark night because the moon has not yet risen. They did not land in the harbour, but according to their habits, on a small river about two miles below. He left first, holding part of the fishing tackle, and his companion followed him for a distance. As he walked along the beach, his foot was touched by something and fell to the ground. His companions came to help him, and they found with the light of the lantern that he had fallen on top of a man who looked all dead. One of their hypotheses was that it was the body of a person who was drowned and thrown onto the shore by the waves, but after inspection, they found that the clothes were not wet, or even cold. They immediately transported it to the hut of an old woman on the scene and tried all they could, but they were still in vain to restore her life. It seems to be a handsome young man, about five to twenty years old. He was obviously strangled to death because there was no sign of violence except for the dark spots on the fingers on his neck. Restore life. It seems to be a handsome young man, about five to twenty years old. He was obviously strangled to death because there was no sign of violence except for the dark spots on the fingers on his neck. Restore life. It seems to be a handsome young man, about five to twenty years old. He was obviously strangled to death because there was no sign of violence except for the dark spots on the fingers on his neck.

The part of the deposit did not interest me, but when the traces of the fingers were mentioned, I thought of my brother's murder and felt very excited. My limbs trembled, and the mist enveloped my eyes, which forced me to lean on a chair for support. The justice of the peace watched me keenly, which of course made my behavior unfavorable.

The son confirmed his father’s statement, but when Daniel Nugent called him, he must swear that before his companion fell, he saw a small boat with a single man in it, not far from the shore. As far as the light of the few stars he could judge, it was the ship I just landed on.

A woman was dismissed. She lived near the beach. She was standing at the door of the hut, waiting for the fishermen to return. About an hour later, she heard that the body was found. At that time, she saw only one man in a boat. It slid off the shore where the body was later found.

Another woman confirmed the claim that the fishermen brought the body into her home. The weather is not cold. They put it on the bed and wiped it, Daniel went to the pharmacist in town, but life was gone forever.

I also checked several other personnel involved in my landing, and they agreed that due to the strong north wind at night, I was probably beaten for several hours and had to leave since I had already left. In addition, they observed that I seemed to have taken the body from elsewhere, and since I didn't seem to know the coast, I might have ignored it-where I stored the body.

After hearing this evidence, Mr. Ke Wen hopes to take me to the room where the corpse is placed, so as to observe how its appearance will affect me. When describing the murder method, I showed great excitement, which may hint at this idea. Therefore, the magistrate and several others took me to the hotel. I couldn’t help being shocked by the strange coincidence that happened on this eventful night; however, since I had talked with a few people on the island where I lived during the time the body was found, I’m concerned about the consequences of this incident. Feel very calm.

I entered the room where the body was and was taken to the coffin. How can I describe how I feel about it? I feel that the fear has not been eliminated, and I cannot reflect on the terrible moment without trembling and pain. When I saw Henry Clever’s lifeless figure stretch out in front of me, my memory was like a dream. I took a breath, then threw myself onto my body, and I yelled: "My most brutal plot has deprived you, my dearest Henry? I have destroyed two; the other victims are waiting for their own Fate; but you, Claireval, my friend, my benefactor—"

The human body frame can no longer support the pain I endured, and I was taken out of the room by a strong convulsion.

The fever was successful. I lay at the death point for two months. As I heard later, my carnival was terrible. I call myself the murderer of William, Justin and Kleval. Sometimes I beg my waiter to help me eliminate the demons I tortured. In other people, I felt the monster's fingers have gripped my neck and screamed loudly with pain and fear. Fortunately, when I speak my mother tongue, only Mr. Ke Wen can understand me. But my gestures and painful crying were enough to frighten other witnesses.

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