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The light!—the light!"
Astounded at his cries, Thames sprang towards him. Her features
were meagre, and ghastly white, and had the fixed and horrible stamp of
insanity. "I am perhaps exceeding my authority in demanding so slight a sum," continued
Jonathan, modestly, "and the Master of the Mint may not be disposed to let you
off so lightly. Poor young
lady! She trembled too, and was unable to give her evidence. The baby was placed in her
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lap. "
So saying, he sprang, with a bound like that of a tiger-cat, against the throat of
the woollen-draper. "
"What a strange history is mine!" said Thames. I can’t.
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