Manning,” she said, “for a time—Will you tell no one? Will you keep this—our secret? I’m doubtful—Will you please not even tell my aunt?” “As you will,” he said. And he departed, just as Wood, who had become alarmed by Thames's long absence, made his appearance with a blunderbuss in his hand. The uproar was tremendous—men yelling— dogs barking,—but above all was heard the stentorian voice of Jonathan, urging them on. Now, will you stand aside?" "I won't," answered Jack, obstinately. It was a work of no slight danger, for every instant a wall, or fragment of a building, came crashing to the ground. You have been her guardian angel.
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