Take your pick, Mrs. I don’t want you to be sad. " "My dear," said the hospitable carpenter, "I dare say Mr. The Night-Cellar. The chamber, into which he stole, like all carpenters' workshops, was crowded with the implements and materials of that ancient and honourable art. "Hist!" exclaimed Jack. "I'll tell you why," he said.
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