Jolly hard life for a girl, getting a living. There was a new softness in her eyes, a hesitation, a timidity about her manner which was almost pathetic. There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. With Jack so badly injured, how would she get him home? How get herself home, now that Trodger had arrested her. "What has delayed you?" demanded the knight impatiently. She could hear him from the lower floor as he locked the gates and drew up the wooden part of the bridge. She sensed that he was looking for her. "Ja," answered Van; "at a minut's nodish.
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