\"What's that?\" Lucy asked. E. "At the bottom of that big envelope I found this one. —D'ye hear?" Still the widow remained silent. She breathed deeply, and he breathed sympathetically. She was marvellously pretty, but he was not quite sure—yet—that it was advisable for him to sit with her in so public a place. Sharples received them at the threshold, and holding his lantern towards the prisoners to acquaint himself with their features, nodded to Quilt, between whom and himself some secret understanding seemed to subsist, and then closed and barred the door. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. "True," replied Wild.
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