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He thought of her and himself, and no longer in that vein of incidental adventure in which he had begun. You want industry—you want steadiness. But I can't account for it!" "At all events, you shall answer for it," thundered Wild, with a bitter imprecation. “I’m very shy, and I would like to opt out if you don’t mind. It was a mad half-hour. Besides, you cannot tell where it will end. " "Well, take a chair," rejoined Kneebone. "Ah!" he exclaimed, as the painting was turned towards him. Arrived at the audience-chamber, he set down the light upon a stand, threw open the door, and announced in a loud voice, but with the perfect intonation of the person he represented,—"Sir Rowland Trenchard. The great door of the Stone Hall was thrown open, and the sheriffs, preceded by the javelin-men, entered the room. The rear of the party was brought up by a large, powerfully-built man, with a bluff, honest, but rugged countenance, slashed with many a cut and scar, and stamped with that surly, sturdy, bull-dog-like look, which an Englishman always delights to contemplate, because he conceives it to be characteristic of his countrymen. As it is not, however, our intention to furnish a complete catalogue of these curiosities, we shall merely mention that in front of them lay a large and sharp knife, once the property of the public executioner, and used by him to dissever the limbs of those condemned to death for high-treason; together with an immense two-pronged flesh-fork, likewise employed by the same terrible functionary to plunge the quarters of his victims in the caldrons of boiling tar and oil. Enter the house with your men.

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