"Fear nothing, Sir," said the man, in a voice which Thames instantly recognised as that of Blueskin. " In stepping across the room, some sharp point in the floor pierced his foot, and stooping to examine it, he found that the wound had been inflicted by a long rusty nail, which projected from the boards. Winifred, accordingly, left the room, and a servant being despatched to the nearest tavern, soon afterwards returned with a crown bowl of the ambrosian fluid. These sham ideals and advanced notions.
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