But never mind that,"
said McClintock grinning as he drew the dish of bread-fruit toward him. "'Under the wide and starry sky,
Dig the grave and let me lie. Sheppard now directed her steps. Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you
remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see
anything more tender or beautiful?"
"I remember. "Oh, lud! what's that?" exclaimed a female
voice, from an adjoining room. "
"You read those yarns?" Spurlock's head came about, and there was eagerness in
his eyes. E. He never retires to rest
till daybreak—if at all. Spurling, formerly, it may be remembered, the hostess of the Dark House at
Queenhithe,—whence wine, ale, and brandy of inferior quality were dispensed,
in false measures, and at high prices, throughout the prison, which in noise and
debauchery rivalled, if it did not surpass, the lowest tavern. The villain has enjoyed his security too long. I
speak no harm of her.
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