Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and tenderness and disinterestedness. The walls are too high, and the windows too stoutly barricaded in this quarter, to admit such a supposition. "Come, then," said Wild, marching towards the door, "we've no time to lose.
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