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’ She let out a peal of laughter. He found a coach at the door, with the blinds carefully drawn up, and ascertained from a tall, ill-looking, though tawdrily-dressed fellow, who held his horse by the bridle, and whom he addressed as Quilt Arnold, that the two boys were safe inside, in the custody of Abraham Mendez, the dwarfish Jew. ‘Good, good—and not before time,’ muttered Roding, glancing round again. However, it don't signify. Instinctively she knew—some human recollection she had inherited—that she must not disturb him in this man-agony. Anna, my love, you cannot have forgotten so soon.
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