He gave her one of the sweaty red cans. “You mustn’t say anything more to your mother, Michelle. "The gentleman is a stranger to me, Poll," replied the woollen-draper, with increased embarrassment. Raising him in his arms, Jonathan passed the rope round his body, and in this way the poor boy was drawn up without difficulty. The owner of this dress had a broad weather-beaten face, small twinkling eyes, and a bushy, grizzled beard. And for me there is only one treasure-house.
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