"It was some time before I could get him to move. He is coming here to tea. While involved in this crowd, near Temple Bar, —where the thoroughfare was most dangerous from the masses of ruin that impeded it,—an individual, whose swarthy features recalled to the carpenter one of his tormentors of the previous night, collared him, and, with bitter imprecations accused him of stealing his child. “He must never know,” she would whisper to herself, “he must never know. Perhaps her granddaughter might marry his grandson. I cannot let you go. " "Humph!" ejaculated the carpenter. I’m a hard young woman. But finding all continue silent, he cautiously lifted the latch, and crept into the room, resolved to punish the offender in case his suspicions should prove correct. He called to the other attendant, who held the torch. It was as though he were personally aggrieved. He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure.
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