A pig, yes, a little. I’ve been wondering where she got her dogged will, and that hot-headed adventurous spirit, for it wasn’t from either Mary or Nicholas, that’s sure. The gate was opened; the coffin brought into the churchyard; and Jack, whose eyes were filled with tears, saw Mr. Wood having laid hold of the canvass-bag. I saw it this morning in the Daily Journal—an advertisement, offering a reward—" "A reward!" echoed Jack.
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