On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. " "Look at it, then," said Wild, giving him the portfolio. She thrust at him, following, almost spitting him as he crashed against the altar, rocking the huge candlesticks and the vessels that stood on it. " "Zounds!" cried Marvel, "I—" "Hush!" whispered the tapstress, "or I retract my promise. ’ She sighed. It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current, which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away.
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