’ ‘Me, miss?’ uttered Mrs Ibstock doubtfully. They were followed by Jonathan, who carried a stout stick under his arm, and planted himself near the stone. Robbed of their prey, the fury of the mob became ungovernable. Then he would turn his face to her, and she would have to think of herself in his eyes. "Never—never!" The words were scarcely pronounced, when the door was violently thrown open, and two men appeared at it.
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