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"And, does any of our bright blood flow in the veins of a ruffianly housebreaker?" cried Trenchard, with a look of bewilderment. “I cannot conceive,” he said, “how any other occupation could ever have occurred to you. He was aware of trying to scream because he was paralyzed and his legs would not move. “Listen to me. They've heard quite enough for my purpose," he muttered, as his orders were obeyed, and the domestics excluded. But since we must have toasts," he added, snatching up a glass, "listen to mine: Here's King George the First! a long reign to him! and confusion to the Popish Pretender and his adherents!" "Bravely done!" said Wood, with tears in his eyes. Wood, joining the group, "it isn't Thames Darrell come to life again?" "It is—it is!" cried Winifred, rushing towards him, and flinging her arms round his neck,—"it is my dear—dear brother!" "Well, this is what I never expected to see," said the carpenter, wiping his eyes; "I hope I'm not dreaming! Thames, my dear boy, as soon as Winny has done with you, let me embrace you. It’s time she knew. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. “I shall be waiting for you there, and in the meantime, if you will help yourself—pray don’t look like that. “If you attempted such a thing it would be in order that I should smack you hard with the palm of my hand upon the cheek. ’ He turned to the lodgekeeper behind him, whose shocked fear had given place to a direful frown. On the same day, moreover, which, by a curious coincidence, was the birthday of the Chevalier de Saint George, mobs were collected together in the streets, and the health of that prince was publicly drunk under the title of James the Third; while, in many country towns, the bells were rung, and rejoicings held, as if for a reigning monarch:—the cry of the populace almost universally being, "No King George, but a Stuart!" The adherents of the Chevalier de Saint George, we have said, were lavish in promises to their proselytes. "Leave me alone with him a moment," said Jonathan. It was nearly one o’clock; but there were lights still in all her windows.
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