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” “It’s gone. The hour for which, presumably, she had been created was drawing nigh. . He rolled onto his belly, freeing himself from her hands, pushing her away. His fingers cherished the hilt of his sword and his eyes were on his friend and superior, ready at his back to do whatever was needed. Bravo!—the best cly-faker of 'em all couldn't have done it better. They put her down, and she leaped at them; she smote a helmet to the ground. A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. . He grunted a little with effort, and she realised the gilt frame must be heavy. “Gellett,” he called, “just come and clear up a mess, will you? I’ve smashed some things. The coachman answered by a surly grunt, and, plying his whip with redoubled zeal, shaped his course down Dyot Street; traversed that part of Holborn, which is now called Broad Street, and where two ancient alms-houses were, then, standing in the middle of that great thoroughfare, exactly opposite the opening of Compston Street; and, diving under a wide gateway on the left, soon reached a more open space, surrounded by mean habitations, coach-houses and stables, called Kendrick Yard, at the further end of which Saint Giles's round-house was situated. Lots of us are like that.
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