"I can never get poor Tom's last look out of my head, as he stood in the Stone-Hall at Newgate, after his irons had been knocked off, unless I manage to stupify myself somehow. But you,” he continued, moving imperceptibility a little nearer to her, “you are mine. Having accomplished his intent, Gerald let the lad go and had himself driven back to Stratton Street. This smile warned the doctor not to underestimate the man. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap.
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