"Harkye, Sir," rejoined Darrell; "one word before I move. When the turnkey, next morning, stepp'd into his room, The sight of the hole in the wall struck him dumb; The sheriff's black bracelets lay strewn on the ground, But the lad that had worn 'em could nowhere be found. His heart beat wildly and he was afraid lest the strain be too much; but the girl shook her head and smiled and pointed to the top of the mountain. ” “I’m not surprised at it. Slowly Prudence Sindlesham nodded her head, her eyes never leaving his face. The guests congregated within the night-cellar were, in fact, little better than thieves; but thieves who confined their depredations almost exclusively to the vessels lying in the pool and docks of the river. \" He leaned at a steeper pitch. Suddenly he burst into wild laughter; but equally as suddenly something strangled the sound in his throat. He was twenty-nine at the time, practically an old man. Anna stood looking down upon her sister with grave perturbed face. He would talk to Spurlock, but from the bench; as a judge, not as a chagrined lover. "Help!—murder!—thieves!" screamed Mrs. " "But that's the point—I don't know.
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