The Jacobite daws want a scarecrow. " "Where are they?" "Ay, where are they?" chorussed the mob, flourishing their various weapons, and flashing their torches in the air; "we'll starve 'em out. If ever he requires my services, he shall find I'm not ungrateful. Not the most stringent search, conducted all morning, turned up one solitary sheet.
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