Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. “Let us put the lamp out,” she said; “the flames are ever so much better for talking,” and Ann Veronica agreed. The only thing that was louder to her was the beating of his heart.
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