At this juncture, the door was opened by Rachel. Maggot, kissing her hand to him. A brief feeling of empathy with Pottiswick passed through him. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck. "Then I'll have it before to-morrow morning," said the keeper of the New Prison, to himself. A hansom stopped a little way off. “Why—it’s—it’s you!” Amazement seemed to dry up the torrents of his speech.
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