Amid this varied throng,—varied in appearance, but alike in character,—one object alone, we have said, rivetted Mrs. 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. “Did they ever try it for themselves?” He wrestled his chin between her thighs as she tried to squeeze her legs shut upon his ears. "It's the ordinary's signature, undoubtedly," replied Jack. At the same moment a martial flourish, proceeding from cow's horns, tin canisters filled with stones, bladders and cat-gut, with other sprightly, instruments, was struck up, and, enlivened by this harmonious accompaniment, the troop reached its destination in the best possible spirits for an encounter. Her tone should have warned him, but he was too much in earnest to regard it. "How!" exclaimed Sheppard. “I know. “I am going to ask for your forgiveness.
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