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Lucy blushed from toes to forehead, feeling her pace accelerate. " "No. “Annabel,” she said, “I have never asked you for your confidence. Yes, yes; that was all very well in ordinary cases; but yonder was a soul in travail, if ever she had seen one. It would not be wise to ever see your family again if you do not wish them to come to harm. In Wych Street Owen Wood did dwell; A carpenter he was by trade, And money, I believe, he made. "Bravo!" cried the thief-taker approvingly. She had a vision of policemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace. The ripple of the water against the boat, as its keel cleaves through the stream—the darkling current hurrying by—the indistinctly-seen craft, of all forms and all sizes, hovering around, and making their way in ghostlike silence, or warning each other of their approach by cries, that, heard from afar, have something doleful in their note—the solemn shadows cast by the bridges—the deeper gloom of the echoing arches—the lights glimmering from the banks—the red reflection thrown upon the waves by a fire kindled on some stationary barge—the tall and fantastic shapes of the houses, as discerned through the obscurity;—these, and other sights and sounds of the same character, give a sombre colour to the thoughts of one who may choose to indulge in meditation at such a time and in such a place. . END OF THE FIRST EPOCH. “She must have character. You can do it, if you will. I tell you what, Mr.
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