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"Now, tell me why they brought you here?"
"I came to see you, dear mother!" answered Jack. “I don’t suppose you’ll be able to do it much,” said Ann
Veronica. Even in this dread moment Ruth was
conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. Darell's peculiar bent of mind was exemplified in a rusty
broadsword, a tall grenadier's cap, a musket without lock or ramrod, a belt and
cartouch-box, with other matters evincing a decided military taste. Wood, in a whisper, as he filled a rummer to the
brim, not to forget the health of the Chevalier de Saint George—a proposition to
which the lady immediately responded by drinking the toast aloud. "
"Ah! indeed! what's he doing here?" inquired Jack. "You're right Jack," he said, after a pause, during which he contemplated the
picture with the most fixed attention: "this must have been my father!"
"No doubt of it," answered Sheppard; "only compare it with Winny's drawing,
and you'll find they're as like as two peas in a pod. I don’t care what divides us. Pile it on! But if you can hear
the voice of the mote, the speck, don't let her suffer for anything I've done. "
Thames Darrell was, indeed, a youth of whom a person of far greater worldly
consequence than the worthy carpenter might have been justly proud.
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