It was red and chapped. "See how glad he is!" His irony and displeasure subsided. " "It matters not who I am," replied Jonathan, taking the money. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. I am certainly no ghost. That is all I ask. But do not awaken my apprehension, unless you have good cause for so doing. And if you dare to produce any kind of weapon at all,’ he added, taking a plain brass-barrelled little pistol from his own pocket and levelling it, ‘I will have no compunction in blowing off your head, you madcap female.
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