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"I was at Tyburn. I felt I MUST do something anyhow, and up I came just as soon as I could to see you. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. Aware of the footman hovering, and the hackney coachman’s curious eyes looking down from his box, Gerald leaned a little towards her and spoke in a lowered tone. ” She glanced out of the window, and the distant trees were a froth of hard spring green and almond blossom. "But be prudent, my angel. Somebody ought to talk to him, warn him. Accordingly, when she arrived at the Shovels, with which, as an old haunt in her bygone days of wretchedness she was well acquainted, instead of entering the principal apartment, which she saw at a glance was crowded with company of both sexes, she turned into a small room on the left of the bar, and, as an excuse for so doing, called for something to drink.
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