"Good Lord!—cannibals?" "Aye. The well of tears in her eyes was dry. We will get on with the agreement and you shall have in it whatever rubbish you like. . "My horse has had a fall," replied Jack, assuming to perfection—for he was a capital mimic,—the tones of Quilt Arnold. Advancing towards Wood, Jonathan fixed his keen gray eyes upon him, and demanded, in a stern tone whether the persons who had taken refuge in the adjoining house, were bailiffs. CHAPTER XXIX. I was to blame to carry the matter so far.
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