I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he
ought to be loved—that I cannot do. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor
and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat
slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in
the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. "
"Never mind," returned the stranger, dismounting; "you'll recollect me by and
by, I've no doubt. “I’m sorry, ma’am, to seem the cause of any disturbance, but this,” he pointed to
Anna, “is my wife. Kicked out of there for something shady. I never forgive an injury. "This," replied Jonathan, taking a paper from a portfolio, and handing it to the
knight, "this written evidence, signed by Martha Cooper, the gipsy, by whom the
girl was stolen, and who was afterwards executed for a similar crime.
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