"Who's there?" cried Rachel. Perceiving he was about to take leave, Kneebone ventured to ask whom he had had the honour of addressing. She did not want to seem to shrink from conversation, but all sorts of odd questions were running through her mind. She held it by the neck and broke the end of the bottle on the hard dirt. They were at the corner of Pall Mall now, and had come to a standstill. He now tells her that she is free, no longer a slave.
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