‘He don’t mean you no harm. She breathed deeply, and he breathed sympathetically. During this dreadful pause the wretched man felt for his sword. The procession had just got into line of march, when a dreadful groan, mixed with yells, hootings, and execrations, was heard. As soon as he had delivered his instructions to Quilt, who, with Abraham, constituted his body-guard, or janizaries, as he termed them, Jonathan mounted his steed, and rode off at a gallop. God must love me, for he has guided me here. I can’t help it.
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