" With no little effort—for the right words had a way of tumbling back out of reach—he marshalled his phrases, and as he uttered them, closed his eyes to lessen the possibility of a break. Dutch; Pennsylvania Dutch. "Right!—right!" cried Jack, striking his fettered hands against his breast. She reloaded. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill. He went in and leaned, panting, against one wall.
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