” She groaned aloud and bowed her forehead to her knees. “You are not going out—this evening, I trust,” that lady asked, a trifle dismayed. She is a fortune-teller and a vessel for man’s pleasure. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. “Please make yourselves comfortable while I see to the coffee. "But first let us secure Sheppard. They used the rope—not that a rope was at all necessary, but because Ann Veronica’s exalted state of mind made the fact of the rope agreeably symbolical; and, anyhow, it did insure a joint death in the event of some remotely possibly mischance. "From that door," continued the thief-taker, pointing to the gloomy portal of the prison opposite which they were standing, "the condemned are taken to Tyburn. “Just hope that the ground doesn’t shift and unearth them. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. Then she was turning, ignoring the muttered cursing and the rattling that immediately ensued at the door.
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