And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. ‘Though he didn’t mean it. If we were to wait till a prig was rightfully nabbed, we might tarry till doomsday. "You mean you were just sorry for him?" "As I would be for any human being in pain. He was a just man, and he did not care to start any thunder which was not based upon fairness.
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