" "I'll have no explanations whatever," replied the carpenter, disdainfully, "except before a magistrate. Wood, bursting into tears, "God bless you!" Jack extended his hand towards him, and looked anxiously for Thames; but he was nowhere to be seen. A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. "It's an ill wind that blows nobody good," thought the carpenter, turning his attention to the child, whose feeble struggles and cries proclaimed that, as yet, life had not been extinguished by the hardships it had undergone.
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