“Miserable bounder,” he murmured. \" She said. She was not afraid exactly, but there was that about her loneliness to-night she distrusted. ‘All so long ago and my memory ain’t what it was. But at the beginning of the affray, when he thought every one was too much occupied with his own concerns to remark his absence, he slipped out of the room, not for the purpose of avoiding the engagement (for cowardice was not one of his failings), but because he had another object in view. But, you see, she HAS to lie up. Down on your marrow-bones, sirrah! Confess your guilt, and Sir Rowland may yet save you from the gallows. As to Thames, though deeply and painfully affected by the horrible occurrence that had marked his return to his old friends, he was yet able to control his feelings, and devote himself to the alleviation of the distress of the more immediate sufferers by the calamity. ” She rang the bell, and he waited by her side until she was admitted to the tall, gloomy lodging-house.
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