‘Ah, bah, it is enough,’ she cried, and turning, ran out of the room. But, as this produced no effect, and did not even elicit a groan, the prisoner was carried back to Newgate. ’ Gerald drew his breath in sharply as Lord Charvill took a step towards his granddaughter, thrusting out his head. “Sir John!” Annabel gasped. Jonathan, however, was well acquainted with the road. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big portal.
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