The man who sat behind a pigeon-hole, and regulated the comings and goings, was for a moment absent. Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled sobs of the unfortunate mother. "You hear," pursued Jonathan; "my friend desires to know if you are willing to pay your footing as a member of the ancient and respectable fraternity of debtors?" "I owe no man a farthing, and my name shall never appear in any such rascally list," replied Wood angrily. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. . “There’s the classes,” said Constance, the well-informed. ‘Not here.
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