As for the matter of provision, you have started
a pretty good stock of money into my hold, and you are welcome to
hoist it up again when you wool."
Here Tom was interrupted by the arrival of Mr. Crabtree, who seeing
Peregrine with a pistol in his hand, and such wild disorder in
his looks, his head, hands, and mouth besmeared with blood, and,
moreover, smelling the gunpowder which had been burnt, actually
believed he had either committed, or was bent upon murder, and
accordingly retreated down-stairs with infinite despatch. All his
speed could not convey him without the reach of Pipes, who, overtaking
him in his passage, carried him back into his master's apartment,
observing by the way, that this was no time to sheer off, when his
consort stood in need of his assistance.
There was something so ruefully severe in the countenance
of Cadwallader, thus compelled, that, at any other time, our hero
would have laughed at his concern; but at the present there was
nothing risible in his disposition. He had, however, laid aside his
pistol, and endeavoured, though in vain, to compose his internal
disturbance; for he could not utter one syllable to the misanthrope,
but stood staring at him in silence, with a most delirious aspect.
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