"Damnation!" cried Kneebone. His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. Thames, meanwhile, had drawn his sword, and was about to rush upon Jonathan; but he was withheld by Wood. The ticket line filtered slowly into the glass doors, growing louder and more boisterous by the minute. Lucy had baked the apple and pumpkin pies, carefully molding the flour crusts and adding extra teaspoonfuls of allspice and cinnamon while no one looked.
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