‘Talk to me another time. Her knees almost sank beneath her as she raised the latch of the front door and looked out. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. “Why not?” He repeated, demanding. I feel at moments as though I could bolt for it. The business of serving gave Gerald a few moment’s grace, for he was dubious about the effect on an elderly female, not in the best of health, of raking up old memories. Anna went out. The necessity which had previously existed of leaving the ghastly evidence of the murderous deed undisturbed,—the presence of the mangled corpse,—the bustle of the inquest, at which her attendance was required,—all these circumstances produced a harrowing effect upon the young girl's imagination. "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. " "Never fear," replied Jack. Just sit down on that stool again and let’s talk of this in cold blood. " "Never!" cried Mrs. ‘Oh, peste. ” “I hope that you may,” Anna answered enigmatically.
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