While he thus vented his rage, the door again opened, and Quilt Arnold rushed into the room, bleeding, and half-dressed. Michelle tossed her hair like a young colt flicking its tail. A militiaman came belting down the stairs, another leapt from outside the front door, and a third, stalwart and stolid, came in through the door that led to the rooms to the front of the house. Perhaps he had lost his loved ones and was wandering over the world seeking forgetfulness. PITT, the keeper of Newgate. "Hell-hounds!" he cried; "release me!" At the same moment, Quilt Arnold rushed forward with such haste, that, stumbling over William Morgan, he precipitated him into the grave. He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. His breath grew shallower as he approached the room, conscious of the loudness of his hallway-reverberated footfalls.
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