In this moment he could have stamped upon the Wastrel's face, and ended the affair; but all that was clean in him, chivalrous, revolted at the thought. She paced restlessly to the door and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered. "What! refuse to see a person who desires to speak with me. "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. He looked across at Annabel, and he groaned. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story.
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