"I've said it," rejoined Jonathan, peremptorily. In spite of his shrieks, the miserable Jew was then dragged into the wellhole, and the rope being tied round his neck, he was launched from the bridge. “Here, dis is for you. I have said that I am but a nun now. He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. [A] Transcribers Note: These versions of the music are included with this file: LilyPond MIDI Acrobat (PDF) PNG (page 1) PNG (page 2) St. Stanley’s pace slackened.
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