‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. Montressor’s guests were. At the period of this history, the main streets of the metropolis were but imperfectly lighted, while the less-frequented avenues were left in total obscurity; but, even at the present time, the maze of courts and alleys into which Wild now plunged, would have perplexed any one, not familiar with their intricacies, to thread them on a dark night. I could make away with him at once, as you are about to make away with your nephew, Sir Rowland,—but that wouldn't serve my turn. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. Old Lancashire families both. Why did he take me?’ Martha’s damp eyes were puzzled. One or two of the tables were occupied by groups of fat frowzy women in flat caps, with rings on their thumbs, and baskets by their sides; and no one who had listened for a single moment to their coarse language and violent abuse of each other, would require to be told they were fish-wives from Billingsgate. The Master of the Mint was accompanied by another gentleman almost as portly as himself, and quite as deliberate in his movements. When she arrived at the Palazzo, not a single sentry was aware of her presence. ‘Because she, naturally enough, does not consider that it is in any way my affair.
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