She had lost her nerve, and there was no more freedom in London for her that night. The elastic spirits of youth resumed their sway; and, before the coach stopped, his tears had ceased to flow. "Slip on the handcuffs," cried the thief-taker. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. Your name.
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