’ He added, as alarm spread over the lad’s face, ‘Don’t concern yourself. Anything. "I want to speak to Edgeworth Bess myself. He was not, in truth, much of a ladies’ man. ‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. Either ignorant of the accident, or heedless of it, the foremost horseman pursued his way without even turning his head. Figg," replied Jack, smiling; "for, before I'm taken to Tyburn, I mean to borrow a shirt for the occasion from you. "Is this Misther Wudd's, my pretty miss?" demanded the rough voice of the Irish watchman. Wood's anxiety grew so insupportable, that he seized his hat with the intention of sallying forth in search of them, though he did not know whither to bend his steps, when his departure was arrested by a gentle knock at the door. " "That's better. Using the shirt, she cleaned away the blood.
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