" "It must be restored instantly,—be the consequences what they may. ” “How are the Becks doing? Are they okay?” He smiled. "Ah! traitor!" cried Jack, pulling the trigger of his pistol. Her answer was not quite ready. ‘It weren’t my wish, miss, I can tell you that. " "'Zounds!" cried the executioner, in astonishment. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation.
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