Hearing the noise of the scuffle, the tapstress, fancying it was Jack making an effort to escape, in spite of the remonstrances of the executioner, threw open the wicket. He hugged her when he saw her in the hallway. My only excuse is that I missed my way here, and I am leaving Paris early to-morrow morning. ‘You ought to be glad someone cares enough about your wretched little neck to try and save it. The coach was slowing down, and he realised that they had arrived in Golden Square. Somehow to-night—I don’t know. But she could see that Diane watched her more closely now, and in a cat-like way.
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