" "Sir Rowland," said Jonathan, turning to the knight, "will it please you to remain here till I return, or will you accompany us?" "I will go with you," answered Trenchard, who, by this time, had regained his composure, and with it all his relentlessness of purpose. Shotbolt, who had in some degree recovered from the effects of his previous mortification, was thrown into an ecstacy of delight, and could not sufficiently exult over the prisoner. Wood bore up with great fortitude against the shock, attended the inquest, delivered his evidence with composure, and gave directions afterwards for the funeral, which took place on the day but one following—Sunday. "Do you think I'm afeard of a beggarly thief-taker and his myrmidons? Not I. His commissions this day would not fill his metal pipe with one wad of tobacco. "I've not quite done yet," said Jonathan, as he joined the turnkeys. "Gracious Heavens! this is more wonderful than all the rest," cried the carpenter, rubbing his eyes. "Thinking it likely you might desire to have this information, I prepared accordingly. You go home and live on the G. That would not help her.
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