By now the horses would be rested and he might go as swiftly back again. She went about, intentlooking and self-possessed, trim and fine, concealing her emotions whatever they were, as the realities of her position opened out before her. Just as Jack got half way down the stairs, and Wild and the Jew reached the upper landing, the street-door was opened by Langley and Ireton, the latter of whom carried a lantern. Miss Mary to the life, I said, and so she is. Besides, she had admitted her identity. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels.
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