’ Gerald was staring at her, an arrested expression on his face. He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. He only stays here for you, hoping in vain. A lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage! Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her neck. Without the inclosure were reared several lofty gibbets, with their ghastly burthens. " "So she was," replied the woollen-draper, helping himself to an enormous pinch of snuff with the air of a man who does not dislike to be rallied about his gallantry,—"so she was. I’ve been on the watch for you.
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