Diving towards it, he tried to press against the rivulet that was seeping from it, hampered mightily by Melusine’s fingers, which were grasping at his other hand. Were any thing to happen to him, Newgate wouldn't be what it is, nor Tyburn either. What in the world was the wench up to now? For it must be she.
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