" "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. "He does," replied Kneebone, "and, what is more surprising, it seems to increase. “I cannot conceive,” he said, “how any other occupation could ever have occurred to you. I have a weapon—a knife—and if you attempt to open the door, will plunge it to my heart. But this is not sufficient. Let alone a girl. "That's for Mrs. "Your son," replied Jack,—"your miserable, repentant son. . ’ ‘But what do you want it for, miss?’ ‘But to protect myself. Now she was to be married to him and it horrified her. "I shall be able to stretch my limbs presently—ha! ha!" "Hush!" cried Kneebone, "I hear a noise without. Wild is a friend of yours, I'm sorry for what I said. .
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