8. Rowland, meantime, alarmed by the voices, snatched a torch from his attendant, and holding it over the side of the wherry, witnessed the incident just described. ’ ‘You have seen him? Exactement. A hand of iron fell upon the scowling young man’s shoulder. Wood's boat, impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated. Of course he hadn't played the game wisely. "Poor fellow! I'm glad he has escaped. They buried him in Willesden churchyard after the robbery. Then he turned to Anna. Whatever may happen to-morrow I shall be none the better for anticipating its miseries to-day. She got out of bed, her eyes still half-closed, and stood slack jawed.
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