"You are my prisoner. Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled sobs of the unfortunate mother. The news that his granddaughter desired an audience Lord Charvill had greeted with merely a grunt, which turned into a roar as his gorge rose when he heard that she was accompanied by her husband. "Comfort yourself, my charmer," said Mr. “I’m really very sorry. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. Andrew's Church, his pursuers had gained the bridge, and the attention of such passengers as crowded the streets was attracted towards him by their vociferations. He was at length rescued from his assailants,— rescued to perish, seven months afterwards, with every ignominy, at the very gibbet to which he had brought his victim.
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