His pipe hung dead in his teeth, but the smoke was dense about him. Advancing towards Wood, Jonathan fixed his keen gray eyes upon him, and demanded, in a stern tone whether the persons who had taken refuge in the adjoining house, were bailiffs. ‘Pray you, do me this one little service, and do not ask me why. “Dinner is served, ma’am,” he announced to Mrs. ‘Ah, Madame Joan.
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