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Get out your pad and pencil. " Taking the keys, he led the way, followed by Jonathan, who chuckled internally at the shock that awaited the poor fellow. “I don’t see, Mollie,” he remarked, taking a cigar from the box on the table as his sister and daughter rose, “why you and Vee shouldn’t discuss this little affair —whatever it is—without bothering me. Be a sport, and pile it all on me!" He went to bed. The Wastrel, his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. The storm burst upon them in its fury. Within that dungeon lay Captain Bew, Rumbold and Whitney—a jolly crew! All carved their names on the stone, and all Share the fate of the brave Du Val! With their chisels so fine, tra la! "Save us!" continued the apprentice, "I hope this beam doesn't resemble the Newgate stone; or I may chance, like the great men the song speaks of, to swing on the Tyburn tree for my pains. " "I, Sir!—I swear——" "Tush!" interrupted Jonathan, harshly. They went to the gate and stopped there, gabbed with their men, and didn’t even dismount. S.
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