" "But, mother, mayn't I sit up to see whether Thames returns?" implored Winifred. ” “I am afraid,” she murmured, “that it would be difficult. When in the plenitude of his power, he commenced a terrible trade, till then unknown—namely, a traffic in human blood. . ‘Troops?’ ‘Go, man,’ urged the major in an undervoice. One might have said that these trees grieved for their native soil; and, grieving, refused to bear. Wood glanced at the hardy offender, and not liking the expression of his countenance, thought it advisable to postpone the execution of his threats to a more favourable opportunity.
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