" His attention being thus drawn to the bank, the carpenter beheld three figures, one of whom bore a torch, leap into a wherry of a larger size than the others, which immediately put off from shore. “I do hope I have been able to make you understand how I feel, that you don’t consider me a hopeless prig. “She found my collection of witchcraft books under my bed and threw them away. “Splendid you are looking to-day, Miss Stanley,” he said. "Who knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it up, he thrust it into his pocket. “I am sure, Anna,” she said, “I do not see why we should conceal the truth from you. "We'll see that, you yelping hounds!" rejoined Jonathan, glaring fiercely at them.
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