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"We'll see that, you yelping hounds!" rejoined Jonathan, glaring fiercely at them. "
"Poor soul!" ejaculated her son. " This placard was adorned
with a rude wood-cut, representing the unhappy malefactor at the place of
execution. You’ll need that. At last, she breathed. We’ll be
somewhere on the floor above. To find the incentive! But how? Thither and yon the idea
roved, seeking the way. I should like to have had
you forgive me. "
"Do what you please with him," muttered Trenchard to Wild. "And so you'll turn highwayman, will you, you young dog?" continued the
carpenter, cuffing him soundly,—"rob the mails, like Jack Hall, I suppose. "But don't ever let me see them again. Occasionally he would lean back and stare at the window which gave upon the
sea. Martin’s eyes seemed about to pop out of his head.
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