" "I tell 'ee what, landlord," observed the old sailor, quietly replenishing his pipe from a huge pewter tobacco-box, as the waterman and Wood quitted the house, "you've said good-b'ye to your friend. If Thames is murdered, you are his assassin. “Are these ordinary sapphires?” she said. "A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband. A silence ensued. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. Amidst it all, however, there were several light-hearted and laughing groups walking from cell to cell to whom all this misery appeared matter of amusement. " "It's mine, I'll be sworn," rejoined Wood. She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. " "That wouldn't answer my purpose," replied Jonathan, savagely. “The truth!” It was a moment of awkwardness between the two sisters —a moment, too, charged with its own psychological interest, for there were secrets between them which for many months had made their intercourse a constrained and difficult thing.
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