But this chap is good wine yet. "Slip on the handcuffs," cried the thief-taker. That’s all. A militiaman came
belting down the stairs, another leapt from outside the front door, and a third,
stalwart and stolid, came in through the door that led to the rooms to the front of
the house. I wouldn't
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lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage!
Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her
neck. ’
Triumph leapt in Gerald’s chest. Ben had
scarcely adjusted his oars, when the gleam of a lantern was seen moving towards
the bank. It
is only the women matter. Hoped you'd not be retaken. How can he help you?”
She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his
heart beat to music. "Too late!" shrieked the lady, falling heavily backwards,—"too late!—oh!"
Heedless of her cries, Jonathan passed a handkerchief tightly over her son's
mouth, and forced him out of the room.
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