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"Tell me the truth, I implore you," cried Thames. By now the horses would be rested and he might go as swiftly back again. His course, however, was no longer interrupted, and he crept on. ’ ‘Even if they militiamen weren’t there, miss,’ cautioned her cavalier, ‘you couldn’t go marching into the house open like. Wood fancied he recognised. And yet I know not—for the object of his visit here to-night was to serve Jack, who, if your statement is correct, which I cannot however for a moment believe, does not deserve his assistance. She had called the police on them anonymously. In spite of his shrieks, the miserable Jew was then dragged into the wellhole, and the rope being tied round his neck, he was launched from the bridge. E. 3.

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