At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. ‘Oh, my God, Melusine, what have I done?’ Melusine shook her head. Others who have done, have found you false. ‘You mean there isn’t any evidence of a break-in. “How I am to earn enough sous for my dinner to-morrow—or failing that, what I can sell. ” An awkward moment of silence followed. But he sobered instantly as he recollected that O'Higgins had found Spurlock once. He and his friends (he had at least two per class, even in Trigonometry) would make their exits as quickly as possible.
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