She felt she was now near her
boy, and, nothing doubting her ability to rescue him from his perilous situation,
she breathed a fervent prayer for his deliverance; and bending her steps towards
the tavern in question, revolved within her mind as she walked along the best
means of accomplishing her purpose. "Well," she said, as they reached the hotel portal, "what is your advice?"
"Would you follow it?"
"Probably not. How can he help you?”
She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his
heart beat to music. Jack paused for a moment, and found that his own
adventures formed the subject of the ballad. “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. “It’s very good,” she
said.
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