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About an hour after the occurrences at Newgate, the door of the small backparlour already described at Dollis Hill was opened by Winifred, who, gliding
noiselessly across the room, approached a couch, on which was extended a
sleeping female, and, gazing anxiously at her pale careworn countenance,
murmured,—"Heaven be praised! she still slumbers—slumbers peacefully. Michelle greeted Mike
with a smile. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the
narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind. “Drive to 13, Montague Street, cabman,” she ordered. It was a long
walk she had to undertake, even if she had endured no previous fatigue, but
feeble as she was, it was almost more than she could accomplish. ”
“And I,” Courtlaw said, “although I have asked before in vain, have come to ask
you once more the same thing. Annabel
watched her with wide-open, terrified eyes. It was now a quarter past twelve. .
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