" "Come, jump up," cried Blueskin, mounting his steed, "and I'll soon wisk you to town. Just then, a carriage drawn by four horses, drove furiously up to the Six Bells; but Jack was too much absorbed to take any notice of it. "I declare you throw me into an ague. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. Spurlock slumped in his chair, weak and empty.
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