"A mother's prayers—a mother's blessings," she cried, with the fervour almost of inspiration, "will avail against a fiend's malice. By and by the tramp of horses' feet was heard slowly ascending Snow Hill, and presently a troop of grenadier guards rode into the area facing Newgate. " In spite of her displeasure, Winifred could not help smiling at the absurdity of this address. But me, I am going to England. ‘Lord,’ Gerald uttered, his inexplicable annoyance evaporating.
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