‘You will release me at once, imbecile. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. Made me fetch up Trodger and a couple more men, and together we searched his luggage and got hold of every single paper the man possessed. I saw them both. He deserves none. Assured, if he remained much longer where he was, he would inevitably perish, Wood recommended himself to the protection of Heaven, and began his perilous course. When she awoke, she felt sick, her mouth still salty with blood. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet.
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