"Attend to me, Mrs. Happy Thanksgiving. It had evidently seen better days before being relegated to the ministrations of a hackney coachman, one who evidently served the less affluent inhabitants of London. At length, about an hour before dawn on the second day—Sunday—having spent the early part of the night in watching at the gates of the robbers' sanctuary, and being almost exhausted from want of rest, she set out homewards. ‘You have no need to be afraid of us. Spurlock sat limply, his arms hanging.
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