“Can you not understand? It is of no use your taking my identity and all the burden of my iniquities upon your dear shoulders if I am to be recognized the moment I show my face in London. Remain at the door, Nab," he added, loitering for a moment behind the others, "and let no one in, or out. The woman shrugged her shoulders. " "I have often conjured up some frightful vision of the dead," murmured the knight, "but I never dreamed of an interview with the living. He had recently made Mr. Great sport, eh? To haul them back from the ragged edge.
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