Goodbye. "Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. Arrived at Westbourne-Green—then nothing more than a common covered with gorse and furzebushes, and boasting only a couple of cottages and an alehouse—he perceived through the hedges the objects of his search slowly ascending the gentle hill that rises from KensallGreen. ‘Um—begging your pardon, sir, but—um—what was you meaning to arrest the young lady for?’ ‘Trespassing, theft, and suspicion of spying,’ announced Roding fluently. Perhaps that sealed letter was a form of confession, and thus relieved him on that score. A slow horror was dawning in his fixed eyes.
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