A moment more and he would have been crushed beneath the ponderous board, when a slight but strong arm arrested its descent. Fritz sang for her sometimes, for Fritz could sing even before he was able to form words. She turned quickly. " "Why, what the devil's this?" vociferated Jonathan, looking up. That’s who you ought to go and see, miss. "Ha!" he exclaimed, with a sudden start, as his glance fell upon the portrait; "how came this into your possession, boy?" "Why don't you answer, sirrah?" cried Wild, in a savage tone, and striking him with the silver staff. ‘En tout cas, I have waiting for me a cavalier. Mr.
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