Her elbows were ready. “I should imagine,” he said, shaking out a copy of The Times, “that it is your brain which is addled. Advancing towards Wood, Jonathan fixed his keen gray eyes upon him, and demanded, in a stern tone whether the persons who had taken refuge in the adjoining house, were bailiffs.
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