" "Mr. ” “You talk strangely, Anna,” he said. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. . And in that respect they stir up one another. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. Armed, however, with the implement he had so fortunately obtained, he did not despair of success. Wild here presently, and I wouldn't for the world—Zounds!" he exclaimed, as the figure of the thief-taker appeared at the wicket, "here he is.
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