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. " The words were scarcely pronounced, when Rowland disappeared. This laughter released something that had been striving for expression—her own natural buoyancy. And then she came out into the street, sure only of one thing—that she could not return directly to her lodgings. "But I happen to be an honest man myself. Glancing at the finger-post over the cage, which has been described as situated at the outskirts of the village, and seeing no directions to Dollis Hill, he made fresh inquiries as to where it lay, from an elderly man, who was standing with another countryman near the little prison. I’ve to collect my sword and hat, and then we must get back to London. Please yourself. Easy enough. It was then, I am sure, empty. " Jack was about to comply; but not liking the man's manner, he walked on. "However, I will be there. I’ll pay it.
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