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She appeared not to have realised the implications of her outburst, but clung a little to Gerald’s hands which had taken hers in a comforting clasp. " His daughter, however, anticipated him. "What shall we do, Poll?" hesitated Edgeworth Bess. In this way he crossed one or two public gardens and a bowling-green,—the neighbourhood of Clerkenwell then abounded in such places of amusement,—passed the noted Ducking Pond, where Black Mary had been frequently immersed; and, striking off to the left across the fields, arrived in a few minutes at his destination. The Pursuit 425 XXV. The figure she had longed to see came into her line of vision, but at this crucial moment of hideous realisation, Melusine barely took it in, her eyes fixing blankly on the man behind. "Most persons would have guessed my meaning. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone. Once before—but that had been different. Bring in his comrade," he added, in a whisper to Charcam; "I'll take care of him. " "Could I credit your wild story, I might do so," returned Thames, with a look of perplexity. The light would betray us.
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