Wood," added she in a hollow voice, and with a ghastly look, "gin may bring ruin; but as long as poverty, vice, and ill-usage exist, it will be drunk. Michelle was in sight, Lucy could hear her voice, high in the crowd, and saw her blond head bobbing among a sea of faces. “I have hurt my father,” she said; “I have hurt my aunt. The mob pursued the thief-taker and his party all the way, and such missiles as could be collected were hurled at them.
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