"From that door," continued the thief-taker, pointing to the gloomy portal of the prison opposite which they were standing, "the condemned are taken to Tyburn. " "May be," returned the man gravely. That register would be easy to get at; comforting thought. But the indecision, which had been fatal to his race, was fatal to him. Her figure was perfect,—tall, graceful, rounded,—and, then, she had deep liquid blue eyes, that rivalled the stars in lustre. She would have to leave very soon. Through it all Spurlock maintained a gaiety which deceived them completely.
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