Ireton," cried Jack, in accents of the most urgent entreaty, "before you take me hence, I implore you—if you would further the ends of justice—search this house. It was long and narrow, with a ceiling supported by huge uncovered rafters, and so low as scarcely to allow a tall man like himself to stand erect beneath it. Jarvis did not leave a will. I don’t want to hear you. . " "Anything, my dear," replied Wood, "What is it?" "Bury us together in one grave in Willesden churchyard. ” They eyed her incredulously. " "No—no," laughed Jack. The houses overhung in a frightful manner, and looked as if the next gust would precipitate them into the river.
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