"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. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. ’ ‘For shame, Hilary,’ admonished his fiancée, casting a pitying glance at the refugees. I've tried the plan, and found it answer. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. "That's tremendous!" he cried. Don’t be late if you can help it.
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