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Advancing towards the Master, and claiming an audience, which was instantly
granted, Jonathan, without much circumlocution, related the sum of the strange
story he had just learnt from Wood, omitting nothing except a few trifling
particulars, which he thought it politic to keep back; and, with this view, he said
not a word of there being any probability of capturing the fugitive, but, on the
contrary, roundly asserted that his informant had witnessed that person's escape. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful
look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately
acted within its walls. After
all, it was really rather funny. While this was effected, intelligence was brought that a formidable mob was
pouring down Field Lane, the end of which was barricaded. E. My
name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. 1.
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