There was nothing in his manner to suggest the misery of the preceding night. A stout wooden shutter, opening inwardly, being removed, disclosed a grating of iron bars. The vestry door opened to the mews behind, and not to Golden Square. But never would any so dishonour himself as to hand a fellow rogue over to the authorities.
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