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" "But I never can forget it, Winny. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. And in this fact lay his danger. ‘Dare I guess at the reason for your sudden interest in émigrés, Gerald?’ ‘Lucilla,’ barked Hilary warningly. Her face scarcely reflected his enthusiasm. “MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. ” She could practically hear the self-deprecating thoughts racing across his mind, the failed hours of rehearsed lines. If I could but——” To escape from her thoughts she began to undress, humming a light tune to herself, though her eyes were hot with unshed tears, and the sobs kept rising in her throat. ” “Then I didn’t waste my time in prison altogether?” “It wasn’t the prison impressed me. Impelled by a feeling, into which we shall not pause to inquire, the stranger started after them; but they were better mounted, and soon distanced him.
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