Oh! Christ! de door's shut! It musht have schwung to during de schuffle!" "Shut!" exclaimed Wild. ’ He gave the gaping Pottiswick a shove, passing him on to his junior, who was waiting patiently by the kitchen door. "Do not shed more blood," cried the carpenter. "We may trust him," he added in a whisper; "he is a staunch friend of the good cause. As soon as she reached this spot, Wild sprang ashore, and was joined by several persons, —among whom was Quilt Arnold, leading a horse by the bridle,—he hastened down the stairs to meet him. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother.
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