“You hear him?” he remarked, looking impressively around. “Let’s go home. " "Where are the assassins?" cried Sheppard. Spurling was standing near the fire superintending some culinary preparation; but she no sooner perceived him, than hastily quitting her occupation, she elbowed a way for him and the knight through the crowd, and ushered them, with much ceremony, into an inner room, where they found the objects of their search, Quilt Arnold and Rykhart Van Galgebrok, seated at a small table, quietly smoking. 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. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “I am going to take a liberty. "Curse me, if I don't think all the world means to cross the Thames this fine night," observed Ben.
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