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“I know nothing whatever of his friends or his home. And then if some day Capes wanted her—saw fit to alter his views upon friendship. “Not possible. The constable, Sharples, is in my pay. On that first occasion, the delay in locating the entrance to the secret passage meant that she had to wait until morning to make her search. For hours after she had not been sensible to life, only to exquisite echoes. Had she not seen them go forth with tracts in their pockets and grins in their beards? To set fire to his imagination, to sting his sense of chivalry into being, to awaken his manhood, she must present some irresistible project. "Look at these fetters," returned Thames, holding up his manacled wrists; "they were put on by my uncle's command. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “don’t!” “Why not?” she asked, smiling. "I allude to an individual, who has since acquired an infamous notoriety as a thief-taker; but who, in those days, was himself the associate of thieves. ‘Yes, like you,’ she snapped, with a venomous glance, her role evidently forgotten for the moment.
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