It was Jack's intention to have knocked him down with the iron bar; but he was so struck with the janizary's looks, that he determined to spare him till he had ascertained his purpose. “Who’s your violin teacher?” He asked. "The gentleman under the table," she answered. She did not open the Bible but laid it on the edge of the bed, knelt and rested her forehead upon the worn leather cover. Only it was with a further and most unbelieving shrug of the shoulders that he resumed his seat. “I can survive on my own. As I hope for mercy, I speak the truth!— let him deny it if he can.
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