Ireton," cried Jack, in accents of the most urgent entreaty, "before you take me hence, I implore you—if you would further the ends of justice—search this house. "Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. They were followed by Jonathan, who carried a stout stick under his arm, and planted himself near the stone. At this juncture, a cry was raised by a servant from below, that the robbers were flying through the garden. There was just time for the girl to raise her arm to chest height and draw it back before Roding seized her. He slapped his knee. ’ A peal of delighted laughter greeted this threat. ‘What, and miss getting myself murdered?’ ‘She said she wouldn’t murder you.
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