I will endeavour. "Do you hear me?" cried the lady, with increasing vehemence. Go to her, I say, and take her in your arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see. " "It is false," cried Mrs. ” It was a long, meandering talk, stupid, shameful, and unavoidable. But native! She must watch out. Kneebone, having been alarmed by something in the widow's look before her feelings found vent in the manner above described, thrust his hand instinctively into his coat in search of his pocket-book,—about the security of which, as it contained several letters and documents implicating himself and others in the Jacobite plot, he was, not unnaturally, solicitous,—and finding it gone, he felt certain he had been robbed. He turned his eyes and stared at Miss Garvice like one who wakes from a reverie, and then got up and strolled down the laboratory toward his refuge, the preparation-room.
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