Now lend me your own hand. She was not afraid exactly, but there was that about her loneliness to-night she distrusted. A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. The advanced guard had endeavoured to disperse the mob in Field Lane, but were not prepared to meet with the resistance they encountered. Will you please—Not now, or I must go.
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