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"Come to my arms,
Thames! Oh! dear! Oh! dear!"
To repeat the questions and congratulations which now ensued, or describe the
extravagant joy of the carpenter, who, after he had hugged his adopted son to his
breast with such warmth as almost to squeeze the breath from his body, capered
around the room, threw his wig into the empty fire-grate, and committed various
other fantastic actions, in order to get rid of his superfluous satisfaction—to
describe the scarcely less extravagant raptures of his spouse, or the more
subdued, but not less heartfelt delight of Winifred, would be a needless task, as it
must occur to every one's imagination. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw,
loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. A pretty piece. You know the danger of this breakneck road as
well as I do. We were fellow
passengers from Charing Cross, and we have been fellow lodgers in the Rue
d’Entrepot. "
"Are you sure of that?" returned Winifred, looking uneasily at Jack. Spurlock's vision was oddly of
the past. Spare me yet a little while, Father! not for my own sake,
but for the sake of this poor babe. "No, Sir Rowland," replied the attendant, "as you proposed to ride to Saint
Albans to-night, I thought you might choose to see him yourself. ‘I must, for that the pig has already gone to monsieur le baron.
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