His eyes were bright, and his voice had in it an unaccustomed timbre. My lads," he continued, addressing the partners; "when you've finished this job give that fellow a fresh set of darbies. Hill sat up on the pavement and mopped the blood from his cheek. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers. The militia offered little in the way of relief.
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