” She replied gently. However, I daresay that we
shall come across one another before long. I want you. The sight of the thief-taker increased the fury of the
mob to a fearful degree. Here, Peter," he added to a curly-headed lad, who was playing on one
of the grassy tombs, "ask your father to step this way. ‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. The next instant, he was launched into eternity!
Scarcely had he been turned off a moment, when a man with swarthy features
leapt into the cart with an open clasp-knife in his hand, and, before he could be
prevented, severed the rope, and cut down the body. “You
see, I will take your arm. Let me take the satchel, sir. I am a thing to be used.
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