An ugly flush stained his cheeks. "From that door," continued the thief-taker, pointing to the gloomy portal of the prison opposite which they were standing, "the condemned are taken to Tyburn. “I’m damned if I’ll believe it,” he muttered to himself savagely. And I have wanted to so very much. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. “Don’t be a hypocrite. She approached this field with her usual liveliness of apprehension. Her sense of humour could not wholly resist his abnormal gravity. " "What?" "We'll put those stories back into the trunk and never speak of them to him. She had only to get through this, to solace Manning as much as she could, to put such clumsy plasterings on his wounds as were possible, and then, anyhow, she would be free—free to put her fate to the test.
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