" Jonathan made no answer, but snatching a torch from a bystander, jumped into the trench and commenced a diligent search. “I have loved you,” he was saying, “ever since you sat on that gate and talked. Don't worry about me. She felt the whack from about six feet away, kitty corner. ’ ‘A pox on the creature,’ swore Mrs Sindlesham, clenching and unclenching her stiff fingers. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. “We are Mr. Pitt endeavoured to dissuade him from attending in person, representing the great risk he would incur from the mob, which was certain to be assembled.
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