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You owe your father a second life, and we all owe him the deepest gratitude for the care he has taken of you." "I can never be sufficiently grateful for his kindness," returned Stephen, affectionately. "Give thanks to the beneficent Being who has preserved you from this great danger, my son, not to me," returned Bloundel. "The first moments of our reunion should be worthily employed."
On the commencement of the storm, Leonard Holt hurried back to Wood-street, and reached his master's dwelling just as the rain began to descend in torrents. Mr. Bloundel was at the window, and a few words only passed between him and the apprentice when the latter was compelled to take refuge in the hutch.
I shall shut up my house to-morrow." "Whether Leonard returns or not?" asked Mrs. Bloundel. "I shall wait for no one," returned her husband, peremptorily. They then separated, and Mrs. Bloundel hastened to her daughter to acquaint her with the result of the interview.
I will go thither presently, and see what has become of him. Is Doctor Hodges still among the living?" "I trust so," replied Mr. Bloundel, "though I have not seen him for the last ten days." He then disappeared for a few minutes, and on his return lowered a small basket containing a flask of canary, a loaf which he himself had baked, and a piece of cold boiled beef.
If not, I shall feel a firm reliance that you will continue in the same happy frame, as at present, to the last, and that we shall meet above, where there will be no further separation." "I cannot bear to part with her," cried Mrs. Bloundel, clasping her arms round her daughter "I cannot I cannot!" "Restrain yourself, Honora," said her husband; "you will do her an injury."
Rochester then walked apart with his companions, while Bloundel, feeling secure so long as he kept the earl in view, folded his arms upon his breast, and determined to await the result. By this time, the doors being opened, a great crowd was soon collected within the sacred structure.
Greatly frightened and perplexed, Mrs. Bloundel rushed to the head of the stairs, to see whether there was any one below; and as she did so, Wyvil slipped into the room, and locked the door. The only object he beheld for he had eyes for nothing else was Amabel, who, seeing him, uttered a faint scream.
Bloundel would not touch the packet until he had guarded against the possibility of being infected by it. Seizing it with a pair of tongs, he plunged it into a pan containing a strong solution of vinegar and sulphur, which he had always in readiness in the chamber, and when thoroughly saturated, laid it in the sun to dry.
"I am glad to hear it," replied Bloundel; "but I expected as much. Blaize is like the shepherd's boy in the fable: he has cried 'wolf' so often, that when the danger really arrives, no one will heed him." "I must now take my leave, Mr. Bloundel," said Hodges. "I will be with you the first thing to-morrow, and have little doubt I shall find your son going on well.
I carried her off and would have wedded her." "What motive had you for this strange conduct?" asked Bloundel, incredulously. Before Leonard could answer, Pillichody stepped forward, and said to the grocer, "Mr. Bloundel, you are deceived on the faith of a soldier you are." "Peace, fool!" said Rochester, "I will not be outdone in generosity by an apprentice. Leonard Holt speaks the truth."
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