"It was the story of a man, so to speak, who had left his vitals in his native land and wandered strange paths emptily. It’s a lake among precipices, and there is a little inn where we can stay, and sit and eat our dinner at a pleasant table that looks upon the lake. "It's you, Jack, who are persuading my brother to do wrong. Emerging from this aperture, he was about to descend, when he was alarmed by hearing the tramp of horses' feet swiftly approaching, and had only time to hide himself behind one of the largest signboards before alluded to when two horsemen rode up. On this fresh outburst of the storm, Wood threw himself instinctively into the bottom of the boat, and clasping the little orphan to his breast, endeavoured to prepare himself to meet his fate. This, then, was the cause of the widow's wild inexplicable look,—of her sudden shriek! Explaining his suspicious in a whisper to Jack's captor, who proved to be a church-warden and a constable, by name John Dump,—Mr. ‘Well, if that’s what the good Lord wants, then you’ll just have to accept it. She tolerated spitballs in her curly hair and had to buy a new backpack when hers was stolen. “It is just six o’clock now.
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