Still, thereafter she had avoided Morgan's; partly out of fear and partly because of her father's mandate. Instantly seizing it, the young man placed it in the carriage, shut the door, and commanded his servants to drive off. The terrors and anxieties of the last few months seemed to have fallen from her, to have passed away like an ugly dream, dismissed with a shudder even from the memory. "It is Jonathan. With his foodle doo! This carpenter he had a wife, The plague and torment of his life, Who, though she did her husband scold, Loved well a woollen-draper bold. What he needed was not a food but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue and throat.
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