"The devil!" ejaculated Jonathan. "Bless your soul! d'ye think I'm to be gammoned by such nonsense. "Not before it's needed," returned Jack, aloud; adding in a whisper, "get upon my shoulders, Thames. He had just arrived from Manchester, whence he had been summoned by that treacherous thief-taker. Yield, villain!" "Never!" replied Jonathan. “God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. There was a certain air of forced fortuity in his manner. I’m not half smart enough for the West End. I don't care how soon he learns that he has lost his adopted son. It was a letter.
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