The summons was instantly answered by a shop-boy. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. Lucy looked at her reflection with a measure of awe. “Last time I saw you,” he reminded her, “you spoke, did you not, of obtaining some employment in London. Just as he had told Gerald would be the case, there was nothing of interest to hear, especially as he had met the girl in London only last night. "I'm sure he won't attempt to prevent me," rejoined Thames. If I let you believe I did not love you, and they found me, your shame would be negligible.
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