A sarcastic smile seemed to play upon the chief-taker's lips; and abashed at his own irresolution, the lad went on. ‘Must be still downstairs. "Do you call neglecting your work, and singing flash songs nothing? Zounds! you incorrigible rascal, many a master would have taken you before a magistrate, and prayed for your solitary confinement in Bridewell for the least of these offences. "Be silent," said Jonathan, in a menacing whisper. Ask mercy of the Lord for the salvation of your own soul, through the merits of the death and passion of Jesus Christ, who now sits at the right hand of God, to make intercession for you, if you penitently return to him. ” “Do what?” “Oh!—anything. "Rowland, your violence is killing me," she returned, in a plaintive tone. "Facts convince the most incredulous," answered Jonathan, drily. ” Anna hesitated. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. Finally she decided upon a step that had always seemed reasonable to her, but that hitherto she had, from motives too faint for her to formulate, refrained from taking. ” “We will go to a very quiet place,” he assured her, “a place where I have often taken my own sisters.
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