" "Hold!" exclaimed the carpenter, in an authoritative voice: "we can't part thus. While he thus vented his rage, the door again opened, and Quilt Arnold rushed into the room, bleeding, and half-dressed. I forget the particulars, but I know it was something very disagreeable. Don’t leave me. But one must disguise oneself. But never would any so dishonour himself as to hand a fellow rogue over to the authorities. Under his arm he carried a thick, knotted crab-stick.
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