" "You may see the marks on the child yourself, if you choose, Sir," urged the widow. . Once again, he passed his hand over the surface and carefully noted all the obstacles. Can it ever be so good again?” Ann Veronica put out a firm hand and squeezed his arm. " "Dare not!" echoed the carpenter; "I don't understand you, Joan. It's hereditary, like de jigt, vat you call it—gout —haw! haw!" "If the child is destined to the gibbet, Van Galgebrok," replied the Master, joining in the laugh, "it'll never be choked by a footman's cravat, that's certain; but, in regard to going back empty-handed," continued he, altering his tone, and assuming a dignified air, "it's quite out of the question.
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