A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. A feeling of inexplicable awe crept over the carpenter as the sounds died away. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. He is here by your side. Many other expedients occurred to her; but after making several ineffectual attempts to get into the Mint unobserved, they were all abandoned. "Oh!" she gasped.
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