It was also cold, and dark, for there had been no time to light the lantern. "A fall against Newgate is accounted a sign of death by the halter," replied Wild, with ill-disguised malignity. “You can’t think that I’m fool enough to be put off like this. “I detest amateurs. My thanks, by the by. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. She could not say who, not yet. The act was mechanical, a bit of sparring for time: his anger was searching about for a new vent. He might have supposed the fellow would be eager to be rid of the tale, for that he might have longer to enjoy the amenities of the Triumphal Chariot where the meeting had been appointed. The sidewalk resonated with the pounding of cold rain by the time she left the building.
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