"Again," cried Jonathan, sternly: "beware!"
"What!" vociferated Trenchard. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing
figure from the closed curtains of the front room
window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and
his ego slightly deflated. But here was a girl—she must be a girl,
since she was his daughter and pat-able—imitating the woman quite remarkably
and cleverly. “Look at our clothes,” she exclaimed, “and besides, the funny little proprietor
has gone down himself to help it along. Such was his fury, that if he
had not been restrained by the presence of the two turnkeys, he might perhaps
have anticipated the course of justice, by laying violent hands upon his victim. In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the
perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. He sat up in his chair again, the colour came
back to his cheeks.
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