The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. Maggot, who promptly interposed her cudgel. "Now stand before me, Poll. The waterman sheltered his mouth with his hand while he spoke, or his voice would have been carried away by the violence of the blast. Apparently, Jonathan was well acquainted with the premises; for, feeling about in the dark, he speedily discovered a ladder, up the steps of which he hurried. "When is he to suffer?" she demanded, fixing her large black eyes, which burnt with an insane gleam, upon him. " "Won't you take me?" "No; you must await my return here.
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