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She spoke with an entirely false note of cheerful offhandedness. He followed. ”
She looked at him quizzically. Easy enough to look as if
one rides away. ‘I never met a rat what wandered about the place with a lantern, I didn’t,’
grumbled the old lodgekeeper aggrievedly. Guiltily, she felt very little for him, and yet she wondered
what he would be like. Why? What is she to you?”
“I was there by accident,” Ennison answered. “We don’t let to ladies,” they
said. "I'll see him fettered myself. He seemed to be about to move toward her. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling
strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held
together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal
Handbook. His figure was uncommonly slim even
for his age, which could not be more than thirteen; and the looseness of his garb
made him appear thinner than he was in reality. It would not have been
for her an anomaly to read a love story in which there were no kisses. Be so good as to come this way. "At my first being acquainted
with the place," says this writer, in the 'Miseries of a Prison,' "the prisoners,
methought, walking up and down the Stone Hall, looked like so many wrecks
upon the sea.
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