The smell of gunpowder was strong in the room. Then to Martin's brandy-shop, in Fleet Street. After debating with himself for some time whether he should employ an assistant, or make the attempt alone, his love of gain overcame his fears, and he decided upon the latter plan. She was not afraid exactly, but there was that about her loneliness to-night she distrusted. She found the silence comforting, as old people often do. She wanted to come, and I wouldn't let her.
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