Somewhere in the world would be his people, perhaps his mother; and it might soften the bitterness, of the return to consciousness if he found a woman at his bedside. "But, where's the strange gentleman I saw under the table?" "Under the table!" echoed Blueskin, winking at Jack. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance. Descending the hollow, or rather excavation,—for it was an old disused clay-pit, at the bottom of which the cottage was situated,—he speedily succeeded in arousing the ancient sibyl, and having committed Edgeworth Bess to her care, with a promise of an abundant reward in case she watched diligently over her safety, and attended to her comforts till his return,—to all which Black Mary readily agreed,—he departed with a heart lightened of half its load. Michelle looked at her pathetically. And grasping the thick iron rod, she pushed with all her force against it, while Jack seconded her efforts from within. "The gentleman is a stranger to me, Poll," replied the woollen-draper, with increased embarrassment. \"What did you do?\" Mike asked. Stay where you are, Mr.
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