Wood's famous 'prentice?" "What apprentice?" asked the stranger, in surprise. "Look at these fetters," returned Thames, holding up his manacled wrists; "they were put on by my uncle's command. " Glad to make peace on any terms, Mr. "Whose child can this be?" "How the devil should I know!" replied Jonathan gruffly. ‘Don’t try to turn it off,’ ordered Miss Froxfield. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street.
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