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She was preparing to untie the strings of her work-bag; when a sudden recollection of the bank-notes of Harleigh, for the possession of which she could give no possible account, checked her hand, and changed her countenance.

Mrs. Howel, perceiving her embarrassment, yet more haughtily said, "Will you deliver your work-bag, young woman, to Rawlins?"

"No, Madam!" answered Juliet, reviving with conscious dignity; "I will neither so far offend myself at this moment,—nor you for every moment that shall follow! I can deliver it only into your own hands."

"Enough!" cried Mrs. Howel. "Rawlins, order Hilson to enquire out the magistrate of this village, and to desire that he will send to me some peace-officer immediately."

She then opened the door of a small inner room, into which she shut herself, with an air of deadly vengeance.

Mrs. Rawlins, at the same time,

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