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By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. "Here's one of the thieves, Sir Rowland!" cried the attendant. She remained stonily in the middle of the hallway until the spinsters' door shut them from view … for ever. She had been obliged to wait all morning for the opportunity to talk to Martha, who chose always to retire to her cell for the period of recreation that preceded afternoon prayers. But he was at last persuaded that I mean you no harm, and that I might—just possibly, since I am both a gentleman and a major of militia—be able to be of more assistance to you than he himself. But her cries, instead of moving her assailant's compassion, only added to his fury. “Have some more port wine, sir?” “It’s a very sound wine,” said Mr. She had a few acquaintances, English gentlemen, but she lived with her sister—was a lady.
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