"Look at these fetters," returned Thames, holding up his manacled wrists; "they were put on by my uncle's command. Every window, from the groundfloor to the garret had its occupant, and the roofs were covered with spectators. Lucy Albert?” “Yes, sir?” She replied, opening the door as Cathy rose from the couch and Larry stirred from his bed. She was writhing to get her hands loose and found herself gasping with passionate violence, “It’s damnable!—damnable!” to the manifest disgust of the fatherly policeman on her right. “Do you think he’s still around?” She paused thoughtfully.
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