Towards this box Sharples directed his steps, and, unlocking a hatch in the door, disclosed a recess scarcely as large, and certainly not as clean, as a dog-kennel. " "That boy'll never rest till he finds his vay to Bridewell," observed Sharples. “You see, Vee,” said Mrs. " "With a face as square and flat as a bottle of gin. " "Leave you!" echoed the ruffian, with a contemptuous laugh; "—not just yet. ’ ‘You will not arrest him, because I will shoot you first,’ snapped Melusine.
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