Wood's charms equalled your description. Funny codgers, aren't they?" he said. Kimble had bedded the animal down at the local inn. ‘I don’t want no gold! Not for serving my mistress. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. A few words passed between him and the thief-taker as the latter came up; after which, all the party—with the exception of Quilt, who was left on shore —embarked within the wherry, which was pushed from the strand and rowed swiftly along the stream—for the tide was in its favour—by a couple of watermen. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. No more did she offer her forehead for the good-night kiss. Before leaving the place he looked upwards, and could just discern the blue vault and pale stars of Heaven through an iron grating at the top. Would you stand by me—and her?” “My dear Nigel!” she exclaimed. A quarter of an hour passed. "I cannot part with him," replied the widow, bursting into tears; "indeed, indeed, I cannot. Before the congregation separated, the clergyman descended from the pulpit; and, followed by the coffin-bearers and mourners, and by Jack at a respectful distance, entered the churchyard. The heavy weapon thundered against the door; and it speedily yielded to their efforts. He was not there.
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