In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked around half fearfully. The subterranean level of the Diedermayer house was fully bedecked with every luxury known to mankind. He would pursue that little pastime on some other occasion. ‘Dieu du ciel, for what do you take me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ he threw at her. "Captain," he cried, in a voice of the bitterest anguish, "have these dogs again hunted you down? If you hadn't been so unlucky, I should have been with you before to-morrow night. At length, however, the prisoner was got out, when such was the rush of the multitude that several persons were trampled down, and received severe injuries. "There's Sharples," cried Quilt.
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