‘Brung the lantern, I did, and opened the door again in case you was ready. " "True," replied the widow, upon whom all the terrible recollections of the day before crowded, "I know it isn't. He found a coach at the door, with the blinds carefully drawn up, and ascertained from a tall, ill-looking, though tawdrily-dressed fellow, who held his horse by the bridle, and whom he addressed as Quilt Arnold, that the two boys were safe inside, in the custody of Abraham Mendez, the dwarfish Jew. ‘Ah, bah, it is enough,’ she cried, and turning, ran out of the room. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. No one will ever love you as I love you now.
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