Anna stood on the step and looked up and down the street for a hansom. According to Wu, the young man had not opened his eyes once during the afternoon. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she threw at him, her brief attack of sobs already ended, although the trace of tears on her cheeks bore witness to its sincerity. ‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand. After this occurence, not a word was exchanged between them until they came in sight of the sloop, which was lying at anchor off Wapping. “I believe so. ‘You are Mrs Ibstock, I think,’ she said eagerly.
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