And even she was forced to admit to herself that this last resource of hers was a slender reed on which to lean. Satisfied, as he thought, that he had nothing to apprehend, the boy resumed his task, chanting, as he plied his knife with redoubled assiduity, the following—not inappropriate strains:— THE NEWGATE STONE. Oh, you must believe me. It was easy for him to see that she desired to be agreeable to him. In truth, she liked Gerald also. She found she was trembling at his nearness and full of a thrilling dread that he might touch her. It was so difficult to put precisely. ’ Roding’s voice changed. I’ll have it out with him. CHAPTER XXVI. "If you loiter in this way, old Wood will catch us.
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