” Sir John’s head bent lower and lower. " So saying, he closed the door. ‘Let’s see now. He had not had time to aim the pistol. " "Never fear," replied Ben, gravely; "dead or alive I'll pay you, if I lose. "My chickens are hatched, or, at least, nearly so," replied Shotbolt, with increased merriment. Wearied at length with thinking on the past, and terrified by the prospect of the future, he threw himself on the straw with which the cage was littered, and endeavoured to compose himself to slumber.
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