“The rest,” she said, holding tightly to his hands, “is the most important of all. She fixed her brilliant eyes upon him. He and her father shook hands manfully. She walked over to them still carrying the trousers in her hands, and stooped to examine them. He wouldn't require my aid, but before I stopped Jonathan's mouth, he had ordered him to be doubly-ironed, and constantly watched. In this state, he contrived to get the poor black's hand into his mouth, and nearly bit off one of his fingers before the sufferer could be rescued. Amid a litter of nails without heads, screws without worms, and locks without wards, lay a glue-pot and an oilstone, two articles which their owner was wont to term "his right hand and his left. I am certainly no ghost. "Good-b'ye, Jack," said Figg, putting on his hat.
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