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‘And you know, my dear, I do think you must make up
your mind to beard this wretched grandfather of yours. He stared at her stupidly, forgetting to
guard against the tactics he had come to expect from her. Holding the lamp over her
rigid but beautiful features, Jonathan, with some anxiety, placed his hand upon
her breast to ascertain whether the heart still beat. When he could
find words, he tried by the most urgent solicitations to prevail upon the constable
to let him out. All the village was
assembled in the churchyard. Cautioning the knight, if he valued his neck, to tread carefully, Jonathan then
descended a steep flight of steps; and, having reached the bottom in safety, he
pushed open a door, that swung back on its hinges as soon as it had admitted
him; and, followed by Trenchard, entered the night-cellar. . “I am fairly well known here. "Devil!" cried the widow, catching his arm, and gazing with frantic eagerness in
his face, "how many years will you give my son before you execute your terrible
threat?"
"NINE!" answered Jonathan sternly.
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