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What he needed most in this hour was a bottle of American rye-whisky and a friendly American bar-keep to talk to. Having now fairly got out of Newgate for the second time, with a heart throbbing with exultation, he hastened to make good his escape. The girl had told him distinctly that her name was Anna. " "I'll tell you really why I keep her in peeled paint. Sometimes I think you would have been much better off if you had been born in death-worshipping Egypt instead of in the Fourteenth Century. ‘Do you think because you’ve managed to pull a gun on me—not to mention several daggers and a vicious little knife— that you can get away with it against a man who means business?’ ‘Do you think that the trigger I would not have pulled, or stuck the dagger into you, if you had not been as you are?’ she countered. She crept behind the open door and pounced on him when he came out of the bathroom, knocking him onto the floor with a loud thud. ” Anna lifted her hand and pushed open the trap door. ToC About an hour after the occurrences at Newgate, the door of the small backparlour already described at Dollis Hill was opened by Winifred, who, gliding noiselessly across the room, approached a couch, on which was extended a sleeping female, and, gazing anxiously at her pale careworn countenance, murmured,—"Heaven be praised! she still slumbers—slumbers peacefully.

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