He stood back, smiling with an air of proprietorship, and looking about him at the business-like equipment of the room. The intoxicating sense of novelty had given place to a more business-like mood. She pointed suddenly at the portrait. Besides those who conducted themselves more peaceably, the conductors of the procession noticed with considerable uneasiness, large bands of men armed with staves, bludgeons, and other weapons, who were flying across the field in the same direction. She helped herself to the remainder of the slightly congealed bacon, and reverted to the problem of getting her luggage out of the house. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. " "Do you happen to know Jonathan Wild, master?" inquired Jack, altering his tone, and assuming a more respectful demeanour. She thought of an old abandoned barn that she could inhabit further downriver, but shrugged off the idea in disdain. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. Wild!" demanded Trenchard, as if he had formed a sudden resolution.
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