She crept out of the shadows. “I will not intrude upon you further. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. The crown has passed from the brow of one monarch to that of another. A gust of irrational impatience blew through her being. He had bled everywhere, but she had struck when the opportunity was ripe. “At a boarding-house?” he gasped. Gradually McClintock shifted the burden to Spurlock's shoulders and retired among his books and music rolls. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. “I have scarcely left his side. Enfeebled by his wound, Wild had lost much of his strength, though nothing of his ferocity and energy,—and fiercely assailing Blueskin, he made a desperate but unsuccessful attempt to apprehend him.
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