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He recognized the face instantly. Aware that he should incur the
thief-taker's bitterest animosity by what he had done, the watchman, whose
wrath against Quilt Arnold had evaporated during the walk, thought it more
prudent not to hazard a meeting with his master, till the storm had, in some
measure, blown over. Dashing through the open door, he
crossed the Old Bailey, plunged into a narrow court on the opposite side of the
way, and was out of sight in a minute, baffling all pursuit. Then she went up-stairs again, dressed herself carefully for
town, put on her most businesslike-looking hat, and with a wave of emotion she
found it hard to control, walked down to catch the 3. The deafening report froze time. The comtesse always felt
Madame Valade to be not of her class, of course. They were true noblemen, men of the court. Somebody tricked you
back yonder—baited you for spite.
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