These cogitations were interrupted by the entrance of the doctor. She came along with the fluttering assurance of some tall ship. "They say her son's taken at last, and is to be hanged. To go to Hoddy, to smother him with kisses and embraces in this hour of triumph! To save herself from committing the act—the thought of which was positive hypnotism—she began the native dance. Edgeworth Bess and Poll Maggot are dying to see you.
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