"Do not go near him, mother," cried Jack; "do not believe him. They were those of the Irish watchman. '" As the signal was given, the Jew, who had been some time in expectation of it, darted swiftly and silently behind Sir Rowland, and flung a cloth over his head, while Jonathan, rushing upon him in front, struck him several quick and violent blows in the face with the bludgeon. "You two … both of you! But for you I couldn't have done it. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. Return to him, I say—" "I can't," replied Jack, doggedly. “I’m sorry.
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