But the fall was too great, and he abandoned the attempt. “Why would she do that? Why does she care? That’s a waste of her time. Both arm-chairs had been moved a little so as to face each other on either side of the fender, and in the circular glow of the green-shaded lamp there lay, conspicuously waiting, a thick bundle of blue and white papers tied with pink tape. It was the bitterest moment of her life. Within that dungeon lay Captain Bew, Rumbold and Whitney—a jolly crew! All carved their names on the stone, and all Share the fate of the brave Du Val! With their chisels so fine, tra la! "Save us!" continued the apprentice, "I hope this beam doesn't resemble the Newgate stone; or I may chance, like the great men the song speaks of, to swing on the Tyburn tree for my pains. It hardly served his interests. I don’t think I’ve got illusions, nor you. ’ ‘He did, you know,’ grinned Gerald. The rainstorm, short-lived, began to subside. Yet she took with her an uneasy consciousness that in this affair might lie the germs of future trouble. “I mean to go to that dance!” she blubbered. But, as this produced no effect, and did not even elicit a groan, the prisoner was carried back to Newgate.
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