He stepped in with a heavy foreboding of calamity. "Do not despair, my sweet soul," said Wood, in a soothing tone. As Jack appeared to be sinking fast, his fetters were removed, his own clothes were returned to him, and he was allowed a mattress and a scanty supply of bed-linen. "I am very wicked," she said. Thames, meanwhile, had drawn his sword, and was about to rush upon Jonathan; but he was withheld by Wood. Then for the first time she was conscious of an unaccountable and terrifying sensation. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club.
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