"The gentleman is a stranger to me, Poll," replied the woollen-draper, with increased embarrassment. ” The lady in black satin looked at the pile of luggage outside and hesitated. Hollo rumbled in his throat. The shouts, yells, and groans which they uttered, and which were echoed by the concourse in the rear, were perfectly frightful. Before any assistance could be rendered by the jailers, who stood astounded, Blueskin had got Wild in his clutches.
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