Wood, joining the group, "it isn't Thames Darrell come to life again?" "It is—it is!" cried Winifred, rushing towards him, and flinging her arms round his neck,—"it is my dear—dear brother!" "Well, this is what I never expected to see," said the carpenter, wiping his eyes; "I hope I'm not dreaming! Thames, my dear boy, as soon as Winny has done with you, let me embrace you. There was something in Jonathan's manner, as he issued this command, that struck the man as singular, and he afterwards recalled it. Such was the effect produced upon the passengers by his good looks and manly deportment, that few—especially of the gentler and more susceptible sex—failed to turn round and bestow a second glance upon the handsome stranger. It exists because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and donations from people in all walks of life. That is my real milieu, and one that I am convinced you would not only adorn but delight in. The Reaper is not sated yet. ’ The eyes flashed momentarily. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn. The walls were of immense thickness; the small windows double-grated and unglazed; the fire-place was without a grate; and a barrack-bed, divided into two compartments, occupied one corner. "By all means," returned Wood; "don't delay an instant. " CHAPTER VI.
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