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This is part of a dream— some evil fancy. So saying, he manfully resumed his work; while Wood and Thames quitted the room, and went down stairs. She put a hand to the lad’s cold cheek and choked on a sob. “It’s bound to be all right,” she said. "At a place we call the Dark House at Queenhithe," answered Jonathan, "a sort of under-ground tavern or night-cellar, close to the river-side, and frequented by the crew of the Dutch skipper, to whose care he's to be committed. "My janizaries are within call," returned Wild. But, if you have any particular fancy for hanging the gentleman, who chose to take the law into his own hands—and I think your motive extremely disinterested and praiseworthy—why, it's just possible, if you make it worth my while, that your desires may be gratified.
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