"I think I may trust him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. “Can’t stop, thanks,” he answered. " There was another pause. Montressor’s guests were. “Do you want to ruin me? I shall walk back. At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the position of the bundle. " "May be not," replied the old sailor, drily; "but you'll find it too stiff for you tonight, anyhow. She could not be more than twenty; and though want and other suffering had done the work of time, had wasted her frame, and robbed her cheek of its bloom and roundness, they had not extinguished the lustre of her eyes, nor thinned her raven hair. She saw her mother, her pale face, a woman in a white robe, calling to her from a sun drenched balcony.
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