Wood, bursting into tears, "God
bless you!"
Jack extended his hand towards him, and looked anxiously for Thames; but he
was nowhere to be seen. In the next box hangs the
rope by which he suffered. The funeral procession had now approached the grave, around which many of
the congregation, who were deeply interested by the sad ceremonial, had
gathered. He patted the hand on his sleeve. It will take a month to clean up. There is no Heaven for your
mother. At least, you are one, and I am disguised like one. "
"Not quite," rejoined the thief-taker, significantly. The chair
had extension arms over which a man might comfortably dangle his legs. The policeman raised his voice, slightly
agitated. "Well, well, we'll say no more about it," replied Wood; "and, by way of changing
the subject, let me advise you on no account to fly to strong waters for
consolation, Joan. "
"Be still!" returned Jonathan, in the same under tone, and with great selfpossession: "I can yet save you. This
lady is my wife, and I have a right to be here.
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