But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. A pity you did not think to tell me that part of the tale at the outset. ‘You were his daughter. ’ ‘Yes,’ she agreed, but her manner was a degree less warm. But how to avail himself of it was the question, for in his present garb he was sure to be recognised. "You shall not go, adorable girl," cried Kneebone, catching her in his arms, "till you have answered me. With this view he struck off into a narrow street on the left, and soon entered a small alehouse, over the door of which hung the sign of the "Welsh Trumpeter.
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