Raising him in his arms, Jonathan passed the rope round his body, and in this way the poor boy was drawn up without difficulty. “Where were you?” He inquired, rubbing her shoulders. She winced as he thrust the fact at her, was about to answer, and checked herself. ’ ‘What heir?’ ‘Exactly. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole.
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