"Spare me!" Jonathan, however, instead of answering him, searched for his knife, with the intention of severing his wrist. Thames, meanwhile, had drawn his sword, and was about to rush upon Jonathan; but he was withheld by Wood. Over the sea of heads arose a black and dismal object. "Help!—murder!—thieves!" screamed Mrs. Wood's boat, impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated. Or perhaps my father once.
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