My goodness gracious. ToC
About an hour after the occurrences at Newgate, the door of the small backparlour already described at Dollis Hill was opened by Winifred, who, gliding
noiselessly across the room, approached a couch, on which was extended a
sleeping female, and, gazing anxiously at her pale careworn countenance,
murmured,—"Heaven be praised! she still slumbers—slumbers peacefully. We'll have
him on his way before many days. ’
‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed
her head to droop onto his chest. ‘Was she planning to make away with all this stuff?’
‘What’s this?’
Hilary pounced on a black item slung on the floor by the dresser.
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