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Grace-church Street was entirely
deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears;
or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. To hand the key
back in silence was like offering a lie. "
"Devilish hard! I'm not allowed a chance," grumbled Austin, as he was left
alone. Spurlock remained
where he was until the sail became an infinitesimal speck in the distance. “Yes. This will be safer than cutting his throat on
shore. "We work together no more. She paused. ‘You didn’t understand
it any better than I. By the time he had reached the summit of this hill, he had lost all trace of them;
and the ardour of the chase having in some measure subsided, he began to
reproach himself for his folly, in having wandered—as he conceived—so far out
of his course. "
"Irons—heavy irons—night and day. She posed herself before her mirror and surveyed herself with
gravely thoughtful, gravely critical, and yet admiring eyes. “Why, I do not know. ‘We was of an age, you see, miss. That’s why we are here.
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