Holding the lamp over her rigid but beautiful features, Jonathan, with some anxiety, placed his hand upon her breast to ascertain whether the heart still beat. "Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the boards, "or we'll force an entrance. The man pulled up his horse grumbling, and turned round. “Read this, John. Here was a hole as wide as a church-door. He might have supposed the fellow would be eager to be rid of the tale, for that he might have longer to enjoy the amenities of the Triumphal Chariot where the meeting had been appointed. ‘Wait! No time for that. But it was hopelessly hard to put. Take it, if I die. Wood," she continued, with a sudden change of tone, and convulsively clutching the carpenter's arm, "promise it me.
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