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"
I
know
not
,
good
your
worship
.
I
saw
the
youth
meddle
with
them
--
he
that
came
for
the
boy
.
"
"
Thousand
deaths
!
'
Twas
done
to
deceive
me
--
'
tis
plain
'
twas
done
to
gain
time
.
Hark
ye
!
Was
that
youth
alone
?
"
"
All
alone
,
your
worship
.
"
"
Art
sure
?
"
"
Sure
,
your
worship
.
"
"
Collect
thy
scattered
wits
--
bethink
thee
--
take
time
,
man
.
"
After
a
moment
's
thought
,
the
servant
said
--
"
When
he
came
,
none
came
with
him
;
but
now
I
remember
me
that
as
the
two
stepped
into
the
throng
of
the
Bridge
,
a
ruffian-looking
man
plunged
out
from
some
near
place
;
and
just
as
he
was
joining
them
--
"
"
What
then
?
--
out
with
it
!
"
thundered
the
impatient
Hendon
,
interrupting
.
"
Just
then
the
crowd
lapped
them
up
and
closed
them
in
,
and
I
saw
no
more
,
being
called
by
my
master
,
who
was
in
a
rage
because
a
joint
that
the
scrivener
had
ordered
was
forgot
,
though
I
take
all
the
saints
to
witness
that
to
blame
me
for
that
miscarriage
were
like
holding
the
unborn
babe
to
judgment
for
sins
com
--
"
