You're a queer lad. "
Without waiting for a reply, but darting a malevolent look at the prisoner, he
quitted the cell, the door of which was instantly double-locked and bolted. No police officers or lurking storms were
anywhere in sight. Though Gerald must suppose it was
inevitable she should eventually come here. Urging his steed along Oxford Road,—
as that great approach to the metropolis was then termed,—he soon passed
Marylebone Lane, beyond which, with the exception of a few scattered houses,
the country was completely open on the right, and laid out in pleasant fields and
gardens; nor did he draw in the rein until he arrived at Tyburn-gate, where,
before he turned off upon the Edgeware Road, he halted for a moment, to glance
at the place of execution. ’
Grasping the lantern, and heedless now of the discomforts of the passage,
Melusine flew like the wind back towards the library, the vision of Jack
Kimble’s white face driving her on. Presently she was again in that dreadful tavern of the Thénardiers.
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