His kind eyes were puffy with fatigue. The note-passer lagged behind with her. I pledged my thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as good as my word. “Why should one pretend?” she whispered. Returning in moments, Mr. Tomorrow, I shall carry you before Justice Walters, who'll take your information; and I've no doubt but Thames Darrell will be fully committed.
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