texts: "...your wife." </s> <s> Tell him I'm no fool. A prison's still a prison, even with Chinese silk and chandeliers. </s> <s> "By the time you read this, we'll be long gone; bound for England or points beyond..."
labels: Tell him -- if he uncovers our whereabouts -- you'll slit your wrists with a razor, and I'll plunge a hat- pin through my heart.