The militiaman at once thrust the old man
between the shoulder blades, pushing him into the kitchen. She felt she was now near her
boy, and, nothing doubting her ability to rescue him from his perilous situation,
she breathed a fervent prayer for his deliverance; and bending her steps towards
the tavern in question, revolved within her mind as she walked along the best
means of accomplishing her purpose. Proceeding along the wall, Jack reached the southern tower, over the battlements
of which he clambered, and crossing it, dropped upon the roof of the gate. "Rowland," she rejoined, "you strive in vain to terrify me into compliance with
your wishes. The pursuit of pleasure, selfgratification, is an original instinct with her.
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