I might have known it. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill. But that was soon put right, and she walked out into London with a peculiar exaltation of mind, an exaltation that partook of panic and defiance, but was chiefly a sense of vast unexampled release. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. Maggot.
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