Jack Kimble nodded eagerly. "Ja, ja, Muntmeester," said the Hollander, shaking his head in reply;—"very bad —very. On this side stood the instruments with which the latter piece of pleasantry had been effected,—namely, a bucket filled with paint and a brush: on that was erected a trophy, consisting of a watchman's rattle, a laced hat, with the crown knocked out, and its place supplied by a lantern, a campaign wig saturated with punch, a torn steen-kirk and ruffles, some halfdozen staves, and a broken sword. I have a different game to play; and it'll be your own fault, if you don't come off the winner. Your mother, for what it’s worth to you—for there’s nothing for you here, by God!—was the woman I chose for Nicholas. ‘What do you think?’ ‘What do I think?’ repeated Captain Roding. CHAPTER XXIV. Old Lancashire families both. "Will you take a guinea for it?" "Double that sum might tempt me," replied the Jew; "it's a nobleman's coat, upon my shoul!" "Here's the money," replied Jack, taking the coat. " "Thank God for that!" cried Wood, heartily.
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