" "I've no intention of stirring," replied the woollen-draper, who was thus unceremoniously disturbed: "and I beg you'll sit down, Mr. . " "Why how's this?" exclaimed Jonathan. He found his youngest daughter intrusive in his thoughts all through the morning, and still more so in the afternoon. But I may yet live to thwart them. She feared he might take her tears as a sign of weakness. Afraid there'll be a love-affair. Without betraying the slightest confusion, or making a single remark, he quietly resumed his seat. It was instantly burst open, when the horrible stench that issued from it convinced them that it must be a receptacle for the murdered victims of the thief-taker.
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