She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. " "Not now, my love—not now," entreated Wood. “But if you had?” she said. His father was one of my old customers, and I am happy to find his son treading in his steps. . " The thief-taker's residence was a large dismal-looking, habitation, separated from the street by a flagged court-yard, and defended from general approach by an iron railing. Wood, "and I'll take care of Thames. The small Diedermayer clan was a captive audience. “She”, you say. Opening a pair of large black eyes, the child fixed them for an instant upon Wood, and then, alarmed by the light, uttered a low and melancholy cry, which, however, was speedily stilled by the caresses of his mother, towards whom he extended his tiny arms, as if imploring protection. The thought allured him, and therein lay the danger. The walls were of immense thickness; the small windows double-grated and unglazed; the fire-place was without a grate; and a barrack-bed, divided into two compartments, occupied one corner. "Ah!" he exclaimed, in a tone of anguish. He disappeared into its thick doors like a magician’s rabbit.
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