. “No, I must have had hope lurking somewhere too. " "Knock him on the head," thundered Sir Cecil, "or we shall have the watch upon us. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. 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. The note-passer lagged behind with her. "Spare him!" cried Mrs, Sheppard, who fancied she had made some impression on the obdurate breast of the thief-taker,—"spare him! and I will forgive you, will thank you, bless you.
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