"Hear! hear!" vociferated Quilt. "In Canton. The child was now within reach; and, in another moment, he would have executed his deadly purpose, if an arm from behind had not felled him to the ground. Hark ye, Blueskin," continued he, addressing that personage, who, in obedience to his commands, had, with great promptitude, driven out the rabble, and again secured the door, "a word in your ear. It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended. "I think I may trust him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. Seeing from the threatening looks of his captors, that they were about to wreak their vengeance upon him, the miserable wretch besought mercy in abject terms, and charged his master with the most atrocious crimes. But not a word to him of Lady Trafford's absence—mind that. " "You won't tell me what he has done?" "If you'll tell me where he's heading. " Aware apparently in some degree, of the mistake she had committed, the poor maniac sprang towards him with frantic violence, and planted her long nails in his cheek.
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